I have a fairly large amount of friends, and well...they all like to compare their medical problems to mine. Some, like my friend who is in remission for cancer, are slightly better about it than others. For example, after I had just gotten my diagnoses...one of my friends told me she "understood" because she has a knee that clicks when she sits down. Another friend has blackouts (which we all think is because of her anorexia) and she claims that she understands because of that. The friend in remission for cancer is really rude about this, actually. Once after having to go up TWO flights of stairs I was panting and literally felt like I was going to pass out, and I jokingly said "Holy shit, I'm dying." He then whirled around and yelled, "Really? How much are you /actually/ dying?" I shut up for a moment before saying, "You do know that my body is attacking itself, right? My body is /literally/ trying to kill me." Now, to be frank, I'm pretty sure it's not actually trying to kill me, I just needed him to shit up. I'm just frustrated. Nobody understands living with pain like this, and as much as everyone claims they do...their pain goes away. They get a rest. I'm just angry and a little bit sad.