I’ve lived most of my adult life with the sense that I won’t grow old. At least not in the average sense we’re led to expect. Chronic illness taught me early that bodies fail quietly and often without warning. This isn’t an essay about dying. It’s about surviving, mistrusting the future, and refusing to lie about it.
Posts tagged Ménière’s disease
Unquieted |
A Love Poem for Ménière’s Disease
I’ve lived with Ménière’s disease for decades. It’s not a guest that visits and leaves; it’s a tenant that moved in and rearranged the furniture of my life. Over the years, it’s taken my hearing bit by bit, replaced the stillness with a constant ringing, and turned ordinary days into unpredictable battles with balance.