{"id":739,"date":"2020-07-31T20:57:44","date_gmt":"2020-07-31T20:57:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/?p=739"},"modified":"2021-03-16T20:53:38","modified_gmt":"2021-03-16T20:53:38","slug":"mandy-d","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/2020\/07\/mandy-d\/","title":{"rendered":"Mandy D."},"content":{"rendered":"<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\">Humans of ME\/CFS<\/h2>\n<p>I was diagnosed when I was 14 years old. I was very athletic, so the first strong feeling within me was confusion. I was unable to do any physical activity, football, cross country, basketball &#8211; it&#8217;s like gravity was all around me making every movement impossible.<\/p>\n<p>I have focused on my studies and volunteering to help others when I felt well enough. It was so frustrating wanting to take part in society but health issues stopping that for the most part.<\/p>\n<p>I am very appreciative that I have some great people around me; both personally and professionally. In the darkest times they have shown me the light.<\/p>\n<p>What&#8217;s most frustrating is losing the hope, at times, for answers and instead spending almost 15 years adjusting to the life I have because the lack of funding leaves us all stuck and relying on the help of our family and friends. I feel like a burden sometimes because I hate asking for help. I feel weak, but I learnt that others will help me as I would help them and, actually, asking for help makes us strong.<\/p>\n<p>So, get that strong circle of lovely people and determination to keep you going &#8211; then you&#8217;ll be in a pretty good place to kick ass at all times.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Humans of ME\/CFS I was diagnosed when I was 14 years old. I was very athletic, so the first strong feeling within me was confusion. I was unable to do any physical activity, football, cross country, basketball &#8211; it&#8217;s like gravity was all around me making every movement impossible. I have focused on my studies [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":721,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/mandy_d.png","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/739"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=739"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/739\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/721"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=739"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=739"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=739"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}