Gloves On

Dear Lupus,

I'm a little salty with you and your shenanigans with my body, mind and spirit. You try too damn hard to take away from me all that I am and I'm pretty angry about that. I have to fight you every single day just to be able to live in each moment. It's like you are this relentless bully that  tries to push me around to do what you want me to do. If I don't lay down and cry for you, you try to break me and force me into submission. It's a damn shame how hard you attempt to shatter me into a thousand little pieces just to get your laugh on.

Lupus, I'm tired of your shit. You are being served an eviction notice and I need you to vacate my body immediately. Every day I kick your ass as I bust my ass just living in the day. Why haven't you gotten the hint? I have cursed you, beat you even pushed you down flights of stairs hoping you would break your neck.... But.... the next day... Your dumb ass comes back for more.

Sigh..... Your ass is so freakin' annoying! But, Don't get it twisted heifer I'm tired of you kicking and spitting on me, but I'm not giving up. I'm going to keep fighting, keep trying, walking over you, stomping on you and pushing through you to get the relief I deserve. Everyone doesn't see you like a lupus warrior sees you, but they are going to know you are not the captor of my life, just a nuisance that is soon to be eliminated.

Lupus, Fuck You and the immune system you rode in on. I have my gloves on and I'm ready again today to kick your ass into some form of submission so I can live.

In The Fight of my Life,
ME