I have asthma.
It’s pretty under control. I carry an inhaler, but I rarely need it. Months pass between uses, sometimes more than a year. It’s almost possible to forget that I even have asthma. Of course, every once in a while, when it becomes difficult to breathe, I’m quickly reminded: oh yeah. That. That thing that sucks. That’s never going to go away—not for good. I’ll be gone one day. Not the asthma. Not what sucks. That will never go away.
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