My Open Letter to Lyme Disease

An item of here I thought might prove interesting:

Dear Lyme disease, I’m not angry. But I admit you made me miserable. You sneakily rushed through my veins. Anonymous, without a name, you tortured me for months. I didn’t know who you were or where you came from. I would stare bleakly out my freshman dorm window, my eyes dull and my head throbbing. I blamed my school. During my first quarter at Northwestern University, my boyfriend and I broke up, my grandfather died, and I couldn’t get out of bed for my mor…My Open Letter to Lyme Disease

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