Is there anything else I can do for you?

摘要

It’s a simple question — one that my doctor asks me at the end of every appointment. It’s her way of extending a helping hand and letting me know that I’m not alone, but usually her offer barely registers in my mind. I’ve grown accustomed to brushing off support, to dismissing genuine compassion and concern, to believing that I’m alone in this: that it’s me against the world.