Light at The End of The Tunnel?

I feel like from being sick i lost my identity. I feel as if i was once a person and now i'm not.

Past interests aren't interesting.
The things i once loved cause me pain.

In my mind i can't even separate my sickness from myself.

I feel so lost, so desperate and i'm losing sight of the light at the end of the tunnel.

I feel so alone and its an endless swirling of dead end specialists, testing, bills, stress, special diets and pills.

So tired of being tired.

I just want to not be called interesting by my doctors.

I die a little more every day just hoping to be boring one day, to live a "normal" life.

Its all too much.