No Poster Girl is one year old.
It took a long time for me to be convinced to start another blog. Many, many people had suggested it to me, including a bunch of friends who’d followed my old food blog, She Spills the Beans, but I just didn’t think I had that much to say about being too ill to do things like wash my hair. And it turns out I have had a lot to say about things like being too ill to wash my hair, and that shockingly, others will come by and read about me not washing my hair. Hi others!
I want to thank all of you who take time out of your day to come by for doing so. I’m grateful for the visits, the comments, the encouragement, the sympathy. I’m grateful to the well for being interested enough to learn about those of us who are sick and grateful to those of you who are sick for spending some of your precious energy here.
I think the rise of ME/CFS blogs is one of the greatest things to happen to the ME/CFS community. After I was diagnosed, it was several years before I personally knew somebody else with the disease. And now, through blogs (and the power of facebook and twitter), I know tons of somebodies with the disease, and we’re able to harness our collective (low) energy to support each other and for activism’s sake.
So since I’ve finished up a year here, I thought I’d do a bit of a roundup. It’s been an interesting year. I expected to talk about myself, but I’ll admit I didn’t expect to end up in the middle of a charity contest controversy – twice!
I started out by explaining the blog’s title, then bringing some questions I’d answered on my formspring over: Alphabet Soup | ME/CFS vs. Fibro | Current Treatment | Where Did You Get It? | One Fine Day | How It Feels
We dealt with another digression in the form of the editorial expression of concern.
I got back on topic with a post on how the illness has had an unusual effect on my figure with Thin Thighs in 35 Years, and then promptly off topic again when certain groups proved not to be playing fair in Vivint Gives Back, but this time, we got a better resolution. I | II | III | IV | V
I talked about managing the everyday, found myself in IRIS, talked about illness words and what they mean to me, dealt with more IRIS, ranted about the illness narrative, gave some advice about what I learned the hard way, let Chimp have his say twice, and talked about my teenage battle with depression and how it’s different than ME/CFS.
And that brings us to to the beginning of year two. Thanks for coming along for the ride, y’all.