A FUNCTIONAL NEUROLOGICAL DISORDER STORY

I could not do anything by myself. I could not predict my blackouts. I could not be alone. I had to sit to have my bath so that if I would faint, I would at least minimize the damage.

REVERIES OF LOVE

The world is upside down, No one feels anymore, We’ve all had those experiences, The ones that still keep us up at night, if we are lucky enough not to wet our pillows, they still make us grit our teeth. It’s sad. Who said we cannot find love again? Why have we stopped trying? Oh…