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Living with paroxysmal nocturnal hemoglobinuria (PNH) has changed so many aspects of my life, from how I care for my health to how I advocate for myself in the doctor’s office. But one of the most deeply personal shifts has been how I manage my relationships — with my…

It takes courage to be vulnerable, especially when sharing your story with strangers on the internet. After being diagnosed with aplastic anemia and paroxysmal nocturnal hemoglobinuria (PNH), I’ve seen the impact storytelling has had on my life. We’ve all experienced moments that made a monumental impression on us.

When I was diagnosed with paroxysmal nocturnal hemoglobinuria (PNH) in 2017, I felt powerless. I had no control over what was happening to my body and found myself at the mercy of doctors and medical jargon I barely understood. At first, too overwhelmed to push for my own needs,…

Depression seeps in like a snake, slithering slowly as it makes its way into your life. You feel it there, but only a little. Then, one day, the full force hits you. Depression has a way of robbing you of your joy and happiness. It becomes regular to miss events…

When I was diagnosed with paroxysmal nocturnal hemoglobinuria (PNH) in May 2017, I thought the biggest battle I would face was the physical one. I was wrong. While the fatigue, blood clots, and pain were undeniably difficult, nothing could’ve prepared me for the mental and emotional toll this rare…

Battling my rare blood disorders, aplastic anemia and paroxysmal nocturnal hemoglobinuria, initially brought a sense of shame to my life. I was ashamed to be the sick girl who was living at home with her parents and dependent on them for daily needs. As Brené Brown wrote…

Life has a way of throwing unexpected challenges our way, and for me, one of them came in the form of the rare disease paroxysmal nocturnal hemoglobinuria (PNH). In May 2017, at the age of 27, I was diagnosed with this life-altering condition, which causes the destruction of…

The American historian and writer Alice Morse Earle said, “Every day may not be good, but there’s something good in every day.” It’d be nice to wake up every morning to see that it is what you consider to be a perfect day. Unfortunately, that’s not the reality…

I don’t know about you, but I find it hard to explain my symptoms to others. Fatigue is easy to confuse with laziness. Bruises on my body can make people wonder. Brain fog is hard to differentiate from forgetting things because I don’t care. As I battle aplastic…

Have you ever told someone you can’t do (insert activity) because you have a chronic illness? And have you said you weren’t feeling well to get out of whatever you didn’t want to do? And does the guilt then begin to flow through your mind — thoughts of “Am I…