https://rheumatoidarthritis.net/stories/honest-account/

Damn.😶 I feel her and this is beautifully written. A photograph of myself… taken from far away and not so long ago.
Back when I moved without thinking about every movement, my feet didn’t swell, my hands didn’t hurt, I woke up a little sleepy at 7, and had a cup of coffee and my energy would unfurl and I’d chase little squeaky spawn all day.