This is the source of my frustration. I am close to the point of having tried everything.
The only thing left is for me to just accept being diseased and disfigured, but for some reason I just can't accept that.
I can't accept trying soooo hard to be healthy and look like I am dying of some sort of flesh eating disease, while others could care less about their health and have no ills whatsoever- great energy, perfect skin, no scars, etc, etc...
Like I said before.. life is a mystery that I will never understand.