Tomorrow I'll be 55 years old. I've been living with #MECFS for 16 (if not more) years. I feel heartbroken that I'm aging & there is no legitimate light at the end of the tunnel. While many #pwme have family nearby, or are in a partnership I have neither. I'm reaching a pt in my life where simply being alive no longer makes practical sense. The pandemic has exacerbated this feeling as well, as it leaves me even more isolated. I'm not suicidal, but I'm sort of running out of hope. It's a matter of practicality to me. It's not physically or emotionally