If life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Then go find someone whose life gives them vodka and have a party!
You know what? I have chronic hives. Which means I have hives All. The. Time. I am aware that I have hives. Really? Oh yes, really. So you, attempting to be helpful by pointing them out, are shockingly not actually helpful to me. Nor are your suggestions for minor league over the counter drugs that beginners take.
I’m beyond those tester drugs. I’ve had hives so long; I qualify for the Allergy Olympics. I could win a gold medal in tissue tossing, and at least a silver in liquid drug chugging. I could run circles around your $10 OTC drugs with my overpriced prescription meds that keep me up at night. So the next time you want to point out how awesome I don’t look, or how you can cure me with your miracle nose spray, maybe try asking how I’m holding up instead. It’s insulting that you think I live like this on purpose. No one chooses to have fire ants attacking their skin 24/7 because it sounds like an awesome adventure. A nice big print to you do-gooders.
