Welcome to The Chronic Diaries!

Months of debilitating symptoms and failed treatments led to a diagnosis of Gastroparesis. Treatment included medications, diet changes, botox, and eventually surgery.

Behind every smile, there’s a story most people never see. Living with chronic illness means carrying pain that’s invisible, navigating systems that make healing harder, and still finding moments of joy in the middle of it all. This week, as I face more setbacks and endless waiting, I’ve been reminded how often strength is seen…

My CRPS journey has been a very long one, and one that is still being written. Full of lessons in pain, perseverance, and growth. After multiple surgeries and years of treatment, I have found peace and progress, thanks to so many incredible people who supported me and never gave up on me.

It has been a whirlwind few months for my health. I am learning what it really means to heal amidst all the unknowns and while my journey continues on. It hasn’t been easy but even in the uncertainty, there is progress.

Invisible Disabilities Week (October 20-26) is a reminder that not every struggle can be seen and not every strength needs to be proven. For so many of us, the hardest battles happen quietly in moments of fatigue, pain, or isolation that others might never notice.

After years of pain and failed treatments, I took the biggest leap of faith by getting a spinal cord stimulator. The week of the trial was surprising and it gave me something I hadn’t felt in years: hope.

After years of failed treatments and unbearable pain, I stood at a crossroads: give up and accept this as my life or try something I was scared to try.

After the progress made and the unexpected hope, one small accident sent me spiraling again. I share how m CRPS returned, what living with an invisible illness feels like, and how I am learning to find strength.

The start of my chronic illness journey. From gymnastics to the first signs of CRPS and my resiliency.

My birthday this year reminds me that life may look different with chronic illness, but my dreams are still alive, just unfolding on their own timeline.