Don't Judge Me for My Good Days: Psoriatic-arthritis.com

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  (This was posted Feb 16, 2024 - but I thought it was such a great topic that I wanted to repost it.) Please don't judge me based on my good days. Looks can be deceiving for someone with a chronic illness. What looks like a good day might actually be a good day. Or it might be a good few hours. Or it could be someone doing their best to function through the pain. You don't honestly know what someone is going through, especially when they have lived with the pain for a long time. You'd be surprised how much pain people can learn to smile through. Read the full article at psoriatic-arthritis.com
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Cheers to YOU

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I actually started this blog last year on 12 Janurary. I felt kind of bad that I ignored the one year anniversary, so here's the late anniversary post!

I think I've gained so much from starting this blog, and I know that a lot has changed since then. But I would not have gained anything if it wasn't for all my readers. So, rather than celebrating the fact that I've blogged for a year without quiting, I want to celebrate the most important thing: You! Thank you if you've stuck with Arthur and I from the beginning, or if you're just reading for the first time. I know I'm not a celebrity in the world of blogs, but you make me feel it.

Recently, I've recieved a lot of comments, emails and just general views on my blog. I'd like to thank everyone who reads my blog or who took the time to write because this is nothing without you. I  started this with the hopes of just making one person think 'wow, I can relate to this' or just making one person smile and I think I can say that this blog has really gone above and beyond that.

Cheers to all of you!

On a side note, I'm currently only a day or so away from being on Facebook. I'll be there soon!

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  1. AriannaJanuary 21, 2013 at 2:36 PM

    I'm definitely glad I found your blog. It's really nice to find another teen with arthritis, since this disease can feel lonely sometimes :)

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    1. ElizabethJanuary 22, 2013 at 6:24 PM

      It really is lonely sometimes. I'm glad you found my blog: I've really enjoyed reading your comments. :)

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  2. cherylJanuary 23, 2013 at 1:59 PM

    Hi Elizabeth,
    I just wanted to say thank you for your blog my daughter who has arthritis (ollie for short) and I have just found you and it's really cool that you've taken the time to share :)
    Cheryl

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    1. ElizabethJanuary 23, 2013 at 4:28 PM

      Hi Cheryl,
      Thanks for reading. :)
      I know that having arthritis must be tough for your daughter, but I'm glad she knows she's not alone.

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