I have been living with and fighting with Gastroparisis for some time now. I am a proud dog dad. Living with this illness took my life through a 180. I have lost friends and still fight for family to understand. I have battled with deep depression that comes with this. The isolating feeling that not many understands that food had become my enemy. I now live with a gastric stimulator and am grateful that it’s made changes but just because it’s made changes doesn’t mean that I’m still not fighting everyday with food and nausea and other factors. This illness isn’t a glorified way to lose weight. This illness isn’t having a diet. This illness can be destructive and scary. I’ve had chunks of hair fall out and lost a severe amount of weight. My nails have gotten brittle from malnutrition. But I still get up everyday even the days I don’t want to. I still fight. I have a dog that needs me everyday. And I have family that helps me fight everyday even if they can’t seem to understand.