But I guess I can give a short story and a long story. The last picture of me taken at Xitsavi. I had no idea the emotional toll of all this. I can look through photo.

My name is Cass, I am twentythree and the creator of Indisposed and Undiagnosed. This blog began simply as a journal for me to express myself as I ventured through my bad days, and my extremely bad days of illness. I invite you to follow me on my health journey. Seek advice from a practitioner! Liked by 1 person.

Today it happened,I was Too scared to pray. Curious then that during my wild days of partying,poker,brandy and cigars it all worked out. One drove home drunk as a skunk and never once scratched his.

Fashion, Teaching, Happiness and Hangovers. There are no shortcuts to any place worth going. So after 9 months, 2 packets of sleepeaze tablets, a whole packet of plasters, numerous tearful phone calls home, 16 reels of thread, 29 metres of fabric and 1,627.

How long has it been since I have posted something? So many have happened. Of course, what did you expect, it has been 3 months. The last 3 months or so, I have been busy. All my time occupied with school and homework and tests and ugh. The month before that it was summer holiday. Have I told you guys that I went to another country, lived with a host family and learned the language of where I was? Possibly more.

What do I do next? Have I found the yellow brick road? November 24, 2013. I had to take a step back. Just for a while, just to breath, to survey the horizon. For a long time I thought I had accepted it. I was lying to myself.

The antics of a girl with a chronic illness! May 15, 2015. I did not like it! It was such a weird feeling, for the first 30 mins, I felt like I was stuck outside. I then watched a shark documentary, and went to sleep. I woke up 8 hours later after having the most refreshing sleep ever.