Identity, energy, work, relationships, travel, grief — the quieter, more reflective writing on living with chronic illness, yours or someone else’s.
I was 28 years old when I first got sick. I had never really been sick before. Doctor visits were occasional—annual physicals if I remembered, the kind of appointments most people in their 20s don’t think much about. The only time I had ever been in the hospital was to give birth. And then, suddenly,…
I had a heart attack in 2023. At 42 years old. Young, by healthcare standards. I wasn’t diabetic. I didn’t have high blood pressure. I didn’t have high cholesterol. I didn’t have a family history of heart disease. There was nothing about my profile that suggested this should happen. And then it did. The Speed…
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