Happy disability pride month to the undiagnosed. To the people lying in bed, in fatigue or pain, unexplained because their doctors ignore them or don't believe them.
To the people who're suffering but don't have the answers as to why, to the many more that think their suffering is normal because it's been going on for so long or they were thought to be exaggerating when describing symptoms.
I suffered from a chronic illness for years because my doctor, and nurse practitioner, ignored me when I said I was fatigued constantly. It's a miracle I was diagnosed by that nurse practitioner at all.
And I've been living with tactile hallucinations my whole life, but was brushed off in my childhood when I tried to tell people I feel bugs crawling on me when they're not there. (Before I get any comments - believe me. This is disabling. I'd be constantly paranoid without my antipyschotics, and in a way I still kind of am.)
Our doctors often fail us in many ways, even though they're supposed to help us, and in certain countries we even have to PAY large amounts to get ignored by these doctors.
If you relate to my story, I'm sorry. I hope we can both find better luck from the places that're supposed to help us in the future.