For nearly my entire adult life, I have kept my illness hidden, burdened by the fear that it would alter how others perceive me. I have been afraid that my illness would be seen as a sign of weakness, a flaw in my character—as if somehow, I was defective, or worse, that I had brought this upon myself, and that I deserved it.
Anna Törner: Yes, I Am Sick, But Not Weak
”People often say that someone who is ill only has one wish—to get better. But I think that is not true. Someone who is ill also longs to be understood, to be respected, to not have their identity overshadowed by their condition”, writes Anna Törner in a column.
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