I don't know when did I get started hiding mentall...

I don't know when did I get started hiding mentally and physically. I just did. Because no one really understands me and lives my own life. All my friends and family are spending time together while I am still struggling with changing clothes every 10 to 15 mins. Not to mention that I need to hand wash my clothes.
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Yeah, no one lives with the chronic disease ever since born AND they judge. I experienced very unpleasant moments and been bullied for a decade. People called me "penguin" just the way I walk abnormally.
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I survived.
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My parents always taught me to smile, be positive and be a caring person. As a matter of fact that I've always been taught to be strong mentally. Because of that, I listen less about my own needs regardless of my complex medical and mental needs.
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I will be very honest that I did nothing wrong. Neither my parents.
I still ask God the same question, "Why me?"
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Over twenty-five years of living with chronic illness, I am so sick of people who ask me every day, "Am I okay?"
No, I am not okay.
I just want a simple hug and warm greeting from people I care about the most. I just want...to be happy.
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If you read through my entire post, thank you!
If you ever feel the same, hey, I am here for you.

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