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This week on MyRACentral, I write about finding love when you live with a chronic illness:

“When I was a teenager, I asked my mother if I’d ever find love. My friends were dating, but I’d never met a boy who could see me instead of the packaging I came in – my rheumatoid arthritis and my wheelchair blocked the way. It took some time, but as I, and the men I dated, grew older, it became easier to find someone who wasn’t afraid of my RA or the wheelchair. But then, in 2004, my disease flared again, flared so intensely that I felt razed to the ground. That flare taught me just how hard RA can be on relationships, breaking bonds as it wrecks your body and a relationship of four years was destroyed in the wreckage.”

The rest of the post is here.