I hate my body

I hate my body I don't hate how it looks I just hate how it doesn't work I hate that I get dizzy from standing up a little too quickly I hate that my skin itches and scabs all the time like it's being attacked by an invisible force I hate that my joints are always creaking and aching like rusty wooden doors that could fall apart at any minute I hate that my body can't protect me from the most simple sicknesses that it's fighting every other week because no matter how much I wash my hands there's always open sores, oozing and flaking everywhere that let every bacteria on every surface into my body I hate that I'm at the doctors all the time I hate that I can't use an apostrophe for the word doctors cause it's not just one doctor there's so many doctors and so many meds I can't keep track and I hate how it hurts just to try to list how many meds I'm on or how many doctors I've been to in the last month alone and I hate that no matter how much I hope and wait and even with all the meds and all the doctors and all the pain it doesn't stop it never will