Running on Fumes

 I'm running on fumes. The fumes of fumes. 

And it is terrifying. 

I tried taking an immune suppression ive had in the past. I don't know if it is making me sicker, but I am not taking it tonight. Not after the week I have had. 

I have to go lay down every few hours. 

And I am absolutely terrified. 

Of what? 

Being trapped again. 

Because then you are classified. I've been treated like dirt while chronically ill. I've been made to feel like a leech, a burden. 

I am desperate to work, to have a career, to go to school, to be alive. 

Please. Please.