As I'm sitting in the ER waiting room now, I can't help but notice the daughter and mother next to me are crying and crying. I happen to hear the mother say her daughter is having a horrible day with her Endometriosis. I remember those days. I remember the several trips to the ER waiting room every week, just a few years ago. The way everyone in the room seems to be judging because you seem too young for anything serious to be happening and you are way too loud because the pain is too much to keep in. I know I may have crossed a line, but I reached out to them and let them know I understand how absolutely horrifying this awful disease is. And I let them know that they aren't alone. I also shared my specialists info. In that moment, the mother broke down and enveloped me in a hug. No more words were spoken. None needed to be spoken. For those going through this disease daily, please know you are not alone. We are truly "sisters" bound by this horrible and awful monster. ❤️😔