retable post

So some folks found this post retable and nice so Imma share it here too; 
 2018 has long stood in my head as the year I was suppose to graduate college. I should be finishing up my capstone right now, taking my GRE, and applying to grad schools.
I should be graduating this spring, but I’m not going to.
I’m no longer the “class of 2018”, I’m not the class of any year.
As much as where I “should be” in 2018 brings a sense of despair, where I could be brings so much more hope.
At this point in 2016, I was about to get a lot sicker. I was going to have more and more unanswered questions as I struggled more each day to do basic tasks and get out of bed.
I may have had to leave college, I may not be graduating this spring, heck, I may only be getting a little bit better here and there, but I am not getting worse with no explanation and that is incredibly inspiring when you’ve been where I have.
I don’t know what 2018 will bring, I don’t know if new diagnoses, new medications, new strategies will be a part of it. I don’t know what school, what degree paths/certificates, what “class of _____” might be a part of it.
What I do know is I have celiacs, IBS, and fibromyalgia. What I do know is foods not to eat, strategies that work, and a support network I can turn to for help.
So here is to 2018, I’m disabled but I’m surviving again.