I Wasn’t Hysterical. I Was Sick.

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I knew something was wrong—even if the ER doctors didn’t.
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Since age 15, I have experienced exhaustion, indigestion, and recurring nausea. I was grateful when I got into Princeton, but when I arrived, I couldn’t keep my eyes open in lectures—despite sleeping over twelve hours every night.
I cried daily and suddenly, say, when I was reading a dense Supreme Court opinion for my politics courses. (In my defense, o…
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