As a child I grew up with a few health issues, one being major digestive issues.  I would have to be force fed antibiotics, primarily because I hated them and because they would make me vomit, give me rashes, cause me abdominal pain, and so forth.  Being so young I couldn't always communicate when something wasn't right but trying one medication after another my parents quickly learned that I was allergic to many types of antibiotics (as if I wasn't already being difficult enough...

As I start writing this post I had to stop for a little woo-saaa moment.  I have meditated over the thought of telling my story for a LONG time, thinking I really didn't have much of a story, and the bit that I did have, I didn't feel the need to share.  Thoughts would run through my head, "everyone goes through their own shit, yours is no different" or "your story doesn't make you special" – you know, the super nice chatter we listen to or as Melissa Amberosini calls it, "our...