This Lupus Life

I am the dancer and Lupus is my music. I want to make it look beautiful

Stockholm Syndrome (An ode to pets)

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All my friends are having babies

Yet I don’t even have a partner.

It’s not like I have rabies

And some days I get so lonely.

Then one day I was in the mall

Looking at all the happy people walk by.

It was never my plan, not at all,

Until I saw you and I knew.

I kept you in a room for a month,

Visiting every day at five.

Gave you 2 meals a day, even steak once!

On me you needed to trust and rely.

Soon you got a bed in my room

And could roam the house at will.

Only when I went out did you know gloom

And await my return

This is how you train a cat.

This is how you make them yours.

Running away-I’ll have none of that!

Life for you will be indoors.

They say that if you love something set it free

But I took you, somewhat unethically,

So I doubt you’d come back to me

Until I’ve kept you here

And you’ve learned to love me.




Author: Chevron Spots

I am in my mid twenties and fighting my battles to discover who I am and where I fit in to this zany, beautiful world. I was diagnosed with Lupus in in 2008. This takes up most of my focus, as I want to share the experience of trying to live with and rise above chronic invisible illness, so to speak. I would like to stress very much the information regarding medications, medical procedures and illnesses are discussed from my point of view, and with my understanding, colloquialisms and metaphors. I do not attempt to be legally and precisely accurate for the general population, rather I try to be emotionally and descriptively true to my experiences. I hope I can help in understanding others with chronic illness by providing one more personal recount of just how spontaneous and difficult these lives really are. One day I hope to visit every continent, climb some pretty high mountains, sleep in an ice cavern, marry a wonderfully understanding man, have children and teach more children. Mostly, I just want a simple life, you know the house with a husband and kids. Oh, and no pain.

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