I'm use to hunger pains. I'm used to going to bed hungry some nights cause I'm to weak to walk. I'm use to forcing myself up to just to eat. I'm used to asking my husband to get me something almost an hour and he just lays there cause he either didn't hear me or he doesn't know what I want or if we even have anymore of what I want. I'm use to it. I'm use to the pains and the tears I'm use to it all. I'm use to my body cramping so bad it hurts worst than normal. I'm use to my anemia and my sugar dropping sometimes. I'm used to being ingored like I'm not here. I'm so use to it it doesn't hurt anymore.
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