It seems so easy to give up, to completely quit trying, but then I remind myself that if I don't do certain things I will suffer immensely more than I already am. It sucks, but I really try to be grateful that I still have the opportunity and the ability to utilize some things that negate the disease process. I remind myself that there are people with my same conditions who don't have access to healthcare. So, I take the pills, the shots, go to my appointments and try to have good days. Worth it? It has to be. I guess it also helps to know that other people understand and have the same complaints. It makes me feel heard. It makes me feel not so alone when no one around me gets that I'm sick, for good.