I had no symptoms, but a blood test sounded the alarm
I’m an action person, a shaker, a mover. I pay attention to details, pull strings together to tie them in neat bows, and when I do encounter problems, I push myself to solve them.
So it was both humbling and life-altering to be diagnosed with a chronic life-threatening condition at age 21, one that all the willpower in the world couldn’t wish away.
Together with this stark realization came a loss of hope. Yet once I reached rock bottom, once I was able to let go of that gossamer line of shiny hope, I was able to move on to acceptance. And that’s when my real journey in growth started.
My story started out innocuously enough. I was the average teen, busy with friends, family, school — just regular everyday life. Then in tenth grade, during a routine blood test during a checkup, I discovered that I was suffering from ITP.
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