It all began when I was diagnosed with Hepatitis C. From that point on my life was a living nightmare. The despair of this diagnosis was overwhelming; I was scared of the unknown and battered by the fear of potential complications. Treatment was expensive and dragged on for what felt like an eternity, with no guarantee of a cure. The devastation that had been bestowed on me was complete. As the days passed, I began to feel worse and worse. In the end, the disease had taken control and I had lost the battle.