So many professional sick people I talk to feel they need to be one thing & yet of course often feel another. We feel strong for just fighting & making it through another day, but so weak for not being able to somehow just smile & overcome. We try to love ourselves but hate our bodies & our diseases/illnesses so much. Many others tell us we seem well & we don't look sick. I love to be happy & laugh, but find myself crying over the laughs & relieving the pain. I want to be positive & be grateful for the good things. I really do, but some nights it is all I can do to get through until morning.