Endometriosis is not a disease for the living.
It a slow decay into the waking dead.
Endometriosis is isolation.
Living with chronic pain is contagious and deadly, for any form of human compassion or kindness.
The invisible barbed wires protrude and infect like an airborne toxin warning all passerby.
Just living with the pain is reason enough to be shut away alone forever.
Endometriosis is a death sentence for any semblance of understanding or empathy.
The grave consumes all who reside here.
Endometriosis is loss of independence.
Endometriosis is a life of silence, whispered shame, and stigma.
Endometriosis is the disease that you cannot speak about in decent society because it is inappropriate.
Endometriosis is the monotonous suffering behind closed doors because your existence is incurable.
Endometriosis is an agonizing crawl into a solitary life of zombiedom until all there ever was, is, or will be is pain.