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Lyme Doesn't Care!!!

So, the gates of hell have burst WIDE open!!! In a couple of months it will have officially been 9 years of me being ill. I'm tired. Exhausted. I'm over this shit in EVERY WAY!!!!

It's become very difficult for me to express myself, especially through writing... one of my LOVES!!! I'm heartbroken at just how advanced this disease has gotten. Lyme has taken over my life... and that's just the very tip of the iceberg!

There's so much more to the story of Lyme, and there's an amazing documentary that can better explain just what is happening. It's called, "Under Our Skin" and free to watch online... this will open your eyes to so much...BULLSHIT... surrounding this illness. I mean, even going through this rollercoaster ride, myself, was enlightened by watching it.  http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/under-our-skin/ <--- So, here's that link. PLEASE WATCH!!! This is a disease that does NOT discriminate. Lyme doesn't care what color you are; where you're from (although MD is the most infected state in America, right now); how much money you have; your age; social status; NOTHING!!! Lyme doesn't care...

... and that brings me to a very special point: I'm going to be working on my OWN, documentary. These 9 years and, unfortunately, counting, WILL NOT BE IN VAIN!!! I want to show my own life, as it involves living w/ an extremely controversial disease for my ENTIRE adult life!!! NOTHING will be off limits when it comes to my documentary, now, in preproduction. I do, however, need help in funding because filming AND having Lyme Disease AIN'T CHEAP!!! And if there's anyone who'd like to invest in bringing light to a hidden epidemic... there's a link here for you too --> http://www.gofundme.com/6b3pj8 

  • Cancer
  • HIV/AIDS
  • Autism
  • Lupus
  • Multiple Sclerosis
  • Parkinson's
  • Alzheimer's
  • ... etc. 


Would a disease by any other name sound as inhumane??... Because Lyme Disease is a disease, that if not properly treated, IS FATAL... but w/o an M.D. at the end of my name... my word ain't shit... so I'll just show you what it looks like.

I hope you can hear my, late night video confession, clearly... it's a late in the midnight hour cry.-->  http://youtu.be/wTcf5P0pn4U

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