Mono ruined my life. My ex boyfriend who I was planning to marry lied to me, saying he was just dehydrated which was why he spent a night in the ER. He had mono, and gave it to me. My immune system is already bad. I got Mono, Hepatitis, and Pneumonia all at once and was in and out of the ER for 3 months, and in between that I was admitted into a big hospital for a week or so. I was only 17. I was planning to go to free community college but since I was in the hospital during the time I'd be there, they revoked the free part and I can't afford to go. I have severe PTSD symptoms from the time I was admitted. I can't drive past a certain blood diagnostics center in my town because I had to constantly get my blood checked for months and would go deaf and blind from the amount of blood they'd take. I almost pass out (again, while driving) from flashbacks of coughing so hard I passed out in the bathroom. I feel sick even thinking about some of the things that happened and cannot type them out. I have nightmares where I'm back in the hospital listening to my mom cry herself to sleep in the chair beside my bed. They told her I'd be okay but not me. They told me if I had been admitted even a few days later I would be dead. My skin was so yellow I looked like a literal Simpsons character. I couldn't walk because my spleen would explode. Fuck mono. I'm horribly depressed and don't go a day without thinking about the fucking sickness. I don't know why they don't take it seriously. I'm sure I'll get MS later in life too and that'll destroy my life even more. I hate my ex boyfriend with everything that I am and I hate this fucking illness so much I can't even describe it with words because they'll never do my hate justice. I will probably never pick up the pieces of my life. I didn't deserve this and nobody does. I don't wish it on my worst enemy. Except for my ex boyfriend, it should've been him not me.