I live with someone with an autoimmune disorder. He is also a cancer survivor. Autoimmune is treated with drugs that are sometimes used to treat cancers and organ transplants. They make you incredibly ill. Cancer would be better in that at least the outcome is pretty obvious in most cases.

I know that is not the point of your message. But I know the point of your message. I can see it. Sitting in the back seat of the car moving for the fifth time in my short 9.5 years of life. Tears leaking. Missing friends. Wondering what was going on at school at that moment. Dad’s going to Viet Nam. Sister reporting, “Mom, Julie’s crying.” “Stop it, or I’ll give you something to cry about.” I did. I stopped crying. I stopped feeling. Or at least recognizing them.

But I don’t anymore.

Thank you for your article.