The last few weeks have been particularly brutal. This disease has a canny way of pulling u further down than you think is possible. Skin lesions like Aids, further deterioration, emotionally lower than ever, eratic, irritable, nightmares, screaming tinnitus, allergic reactions to everything, pain everywher, weaker than piss, looking like someone 20 years my senior with bulimia, mal absorbtion, resulting in global cellular death. Unbearable trying to hide this all the time for fear of further invalidation from everyone (exhausting and upsetting).
I’ve held back doing a Will as not having one stopped me from allowing my mind to accept the inevitable. At least I get to have the final say in this. With pfs I became a nothing, an outcast to everyone, even those who I thought loved me. They weren’t interested in understanding pfs at all. I hope I can forgive them on my journey home.
So after all this time it feels like I have no choice but to yield to this suffering. As said in the past I’ll mark out an amount for the cause.
DONT ever see this as your destiny. Every one on here has a lot more fin to take and many more years to catch me up So hang on in there you’ll all get your lives back.
Please don’t post please dont reach out, some on here have been my shoulder at times. I’ll never forget you. I’ll take your leave gentlemen (thats what you all are) . I now have some thinking and planning to do.
Please inform the MHRA when I’m gone.
Finasreride took my life nothing else. Inform the papers too and strive for a frank write up.none of this depressed bullshit.
Its been one hell of a ride, unfortunately not one that i was warned about. Not once!!! There were many missed opportunities.
I hope all of those involved pay a heavy price one day for what theyve done to so many innocent lives…cruely and needlessly destroyed, for what… corporate greed
If my son comes looking for me on here tell him how hard I fought. I think he knows.
