You Don’t Look Sick

I can’t count how many times I’ve heard those four little words: “You don’t look sick.”

Sometimes they come with a smile, as if they’re giving me a compliment. Other times, they’re said with confusion, almost doubt, like my struggle couldn’t possibly be real because it doesn’t show on my face.

But what people don’t see are the mornings I wake up already exhausted. They don’t see me staring at the ceiling, gathering strength just to get out of bed. They don’t feel the heaviness in my body, the brain fog that clouds my thoughts, or the pain that lingers long after the day is done.

The Mask I Wear

Most days, I look fine. I put on my makeup, smile for pictures, and laugh in conversations. I’ve learned how to hide it well because the world doesn’t always make room for people who “look sick.” And honestly, it’s easier sometimes—easier to pretend than to explain, easier to push through than to face the judgment in someone’s eyes.

But behind the smile, I’m often fighting battles that no one can see.

The Lonely Part

The hardest part of having an invisible illness isn’t always the symptoms—it’s the misunderstanding. The cancelled plans. The guilt of saying “no” again. The quiet ache of wondering if people think you’re lazy, dramatic, or making excuses.

When you live with something others can’t see, you also carry the burden of having to prove it’s real. And that can be exhausting in its own way.

What I Wish People Understood

If you’ve ever said, “You don’t look sick,” please know—I understand you don’t mean harm. But those words can sting. What I wish you’d say instead is:

“How are you feeling today?” “I’m here if you need me.” “Take the time you need.”

Because the truth is, I may not look sick… but I’m still fighting. Every single day.

To Anyone Who Relates

If you’ve heard those words before, I want you to know—you are not alone. Your pain is valid, even if no one else can see it. You don’t need to prove what you feel. You don’t need permission to rest.

We may not look sick, but we know the battles we face. And that is enough.

With love and light,

Crystal Amon

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