I am still feeling the affects of the full moon that recently occurred this past Saturday. My cognitive thought is completely worthless and it only adds to my demoralizing and self loathing state.
As I have mentioned before, I completely understand and can even relate why someone who has struggled with Chronic Lyme Disease for so long would contemplate suicide. Never in my life have I endured such hellish torture nor could I have fathomed succumbing to such. I now know what it's like to be brought to your knees before the eyes of sheer malicious intent. The bacteria within is attempting to kill me. That's the cold hard truth and reality of the situation at hand. It's an honest revelation many of us bury in the back of our minds and choose not to acknowledge, but it's there. Every so often this truth resurfaces in my conscious thought and I can't help but feel that I was never as special or significant as I have been lead to believe through out my life. I now understand that I am not untouchable. Fate may have had it that if circumstances regarding my condition with Lyme Disease were much different, I may not have been alive this day.
