• Oh my goodness. I'm so sick I can hardly breathe. Well, I can, but I have to go sit down for a bit after moving about. I tried to lie down but it's the same if not worse. I still find myself trying to suck in air. I've been on and off ill for two months now. But I know if I go to the doctor I know all he'll say is "It's your Asthma!" and hand me a catalogue of medications I apparently need to be taking. You know, I'm gonna stop bringing that up when I go in to see a doctor. Maybe if I don't mention my Asthma they'll look for different possibilities instead of dismissing it altogether. I mean, really. It's a lung disease, but not an automatic source of every single problem I have. Foot hurts? Asthma. Feeling dizzy? Asthma. Panic attack in gym class? That'll be your Asthma, miss. I just want to go curl up somewhere and either get better or die. One or the other, not this retarded sickness limbo I'm in right now.

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