Someone else just told me about Judith Herman's book. I'll have to get it.

I feel the same way about having a name for what I have. I've just been calling it "Precaryous Disease."

Having the true name means someone understands it, there may be treatment for it. It loses it's mysterious power. It's no longer a malicious unknown Entity. Having it's name reduces it's mystery and gives me something to fight against.

It helps me feel understood. It helps me feel heard. It helps me feel believed.
Having it's name enables me to angrily rant against it.

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