Vans, honey, I have to echo the will power thing. Give yourself a reason to get out of bed every day. Something that you simply must accomplish. That should also help.
Some days, it's all I can do to roll off my bed, but I know that if I don't I'll lose my job and I need my benefits. That's what it boils down to for me. Also, I have three cats who can get pretty insistent when 7am rolls around and I still haven't given them breakfast. Pitiless little creatures don't care that I feel like hell when they're hungry!
I am sorry to hear about your friends. One of the worst things about this disease (any disease I'd imagine) is the toll it takes on our lives, on things that you wouldn't think would be affected - like people who care about it. Unfortunately, it does. They're only human, I suppose, but that doesn't make it less hurtful. Vans, fight to hold onto your friend. Have her over, distract yourself from your pain with some good music or a hilarious movie. As much as they care about us, it's hard for them when all we can talk about is our disease - and when our disease is active, it's hard not to talk about. So, get choosy. Do things that you can enjoy together. But fight for that friendship. If it's worth keeping in the first place, it's worth fighting for.
As for living on the coast, I don't know how any of you in the Maritimes or BC do it. I honestly don't. Kudos to all of you.
Hang in there, sweetie. We're here to talk to about all this all you want.
Many hugs,
