Thank you, Cari, for reminding me tonight that this disease is a liar. I struggled today going back to work and trying to convince myself that I was going to be OK. This disease wants me to believe that I will never heal, that I am crippled and incapable of doing anything, that I should be afraid and reclusive, that I am tired and cannot concentrate, that I should give up. I fight those lies every day, all day. I want so desperately to feel like myself again. I have to remember remember remember often that this disease is a liar.