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POV: You grocery shopped yesterday like a “normal” person—

stocked up on snacks, made dinner, tried to keep up, tried to be present.

You pushed through because you wanted to feel capable.

You wanted to feel like you again.

But even as you were doing it,

you knew by the end of the night you’d be sore.

You knew today was going to be rough.

And still—you did it anyway.

Now everything hurts.

Your legs feel like cement, your back’s on fire, your joints are throbbing.

Even your skin feels sore to the touch.

You’re dizzy, nauseous, your head’s pounding—and all from just doing groceries.

It’s wild how your body punishes you for trying to live.

This is the part people don’t see.

They see the stocked fridge, the dinner on the table.

They don’t see the day after—the crash, the flare, the tears behind closed doors.

It’s not just physical pain. It’s the emotional weight of having to choose between showing up or feeling okay.

And most days, you choose your family…

Even if it means breaking yourself a little in the process.

This is autoimmune life.

This is surviving.

This is strength in its rawest form.

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