Psalms 113

Praise ye the LORD. Praise, O ye servants of the LORD, praise the name of the LORD. Blessed be the name of the LORD from this time forth and for evermore. From the rising of the sun unto the going down of the same the LORD's name is to be praised. The LORD is high above all nations, and his glory above the heavens. Who is like unto the LORD our God, who dwelleth on high, Who humbleth himself to behold the things that are in heaven, and in the earth! He raiseth up the poor out of the dust, and lifteth the needy out of the dunghill; That he may set him with princes, even with the princes of his people. He maketh the barren woman to keep house, and to be a joyful mother of children. Praise ye the Lord.
It seems like whenever you tell someone that you have endometriosis that (if they have heard of the disease before) they will immediately go into a discourse about so-and-so that they knew of who had endometriosis and proceed to list the number of children she's had.

Those people are important too, and have had their share of pain. Certainly I'd love to be one of those blessed people. But it really is not a helpful comment.

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