First of all, apologies for the non related content I’m about to post & for the recent lack of poems.
I have recently been diagnosed with an auto immune disease called Hidradenitis Suppurativa.
This disease affects around 4% of the population, the disease has no cure & the cause is not known.
I’ve been suffering in secret since I was around 18, I’m now 25. I had no idea what it was or the impact it would have on me.
I have been unable to get help from the NHS for treatment, they simply told me to keep taking antibiotics for the rest of my life, to “manage” the symptoms.
I’m currently at stage 2 which includes painful abscesses, large scars, open wounds and of course the self esteem issues along with it.
I’ve found a hospital that are willing to perform surgery, but of course it is private & that costs.
I have mentioned in the #GoFundMe description, how I desperately want to pursue a career in performance, through music & of course poetry.
Please take a minute to check out the go fund me link, share & donate if possible.
Things like pain, emotional stress because of how it looks, constant flare ups & hiding from getting close to someone for fear of judgment.
Our society is so looks based, that HS sufferers have committed suicide because of the pain & embarrassment
Please take some time to help me out, share the Go Fund Me page.
The more we speak about this hidden disease, the more people like me, won’t feel so isolated.
Cathryn Caulfield. (ShambamblesRambles)