{"id":2944,"date":"2018-03-29T22:11:31","date_gmt":"2018-03-29T22:11:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wp.lancs.ac.uk\/translatingpain\/?p=2944"},"modified":"2018-03-29T22:11:31","modified_gmt":"2018-03-29T22:11:31","slug":"a-double-etheree-on-living-with-m-e","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp.lancs.ac.uk\/a-bel-abroad\/a-double-etheree-on-living-with-m-e\/","title":{"rendered":"‘A Double Etheree on Living with M.E.’, by Linda Cosgriff"},"content":{"rendered":"

A<\/span>
\n man is<\/span>
\n ill. Whispered<\/span>
\n recollections<\/span>
\n of what he once was<\/span>
\n are all that sustain him.\u00a0<\/span>
\n He has no hope. His aching<\/span>
\n visions of what should have been kill<\/span>
\n comfort. What could have been is a lie.\u00a0<\/span>
\n He has no hope. He has no future. He<\/span>
\n has only now. Life took revenge for a<\/span>
\n life too well lived. He was a man out<\/span>
\n of time. Now, there is nothing but<\/span>
\n time. Resilient, he bears<\/span>
\n it. He will not die. He<\/span>
\n will suffer, always.\u00a0<\/span>
\n He will not die.\u00a0<\/span>
\n He does not,<\/span>
\n cannot,<\/span>
\n live.<\/span><\/p>\n

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