Hannah Crazyhawk

I wish I could have gone to medical school. I would have chosen dermatology, surgery, or palliative care. Instead, I’m barely keeping...

Today was absolute shit, except for a small window of time in Starbucks. After my oncology appointment, I had to pick up a prescription....

Waves of grief washed over me as I stepped onto my patio to refill my bird feeders. I’ll miss these little creatures, my only company. I...

Today brought to you by exuding wounds breaching hydrocolloid dressings. I had a deroofing surgery for my hidradenitis suppurativa on my...

Too many falls I've watched from this bed Too many days lost To the pain To the fatigue To the remains I mourn alone In this gilded cage

To all the partners who have abused me, ghosted me, said my illnesses were just “too much,” broke up with me via text, and promised me...