Giulia, thank you for sharing this. I love living — the chance given to experience something else as I get older astound me. I understand having something physicians cannot place a name to until you’ve been rigorously tested for what seems like eons, then they slap the closest diagnosis they can find on you and before you know it, you’re living your life a decade (plus) later with the same diagnosis hovering over you. You aren’t rid of it, you just carry it better.
This is beautiful, although sad, and hurtful. I am happy the end result is you being thankful for where you are now and how you get there. Peace, Giulia.