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| Dear Friend ~ Hi, my name is Fibromyalgia, and I am an invisible chronic illness. I am now velcroed to you for life. Others around you can't see me or hear me, ~BUT~ your body feels me. I can attack you anywhere and anyhow I please. I can cause severe pain or, if I'm in a good mood, I can just cause you to ache all over. Remember when you and energy ran around together and had fun? I took energy from you, and gave you exhaustion. TRY TO HAVE FUN! I also took good sleep from you and in it's place gave you brain fog. I can make you tremble internally or make you feel cold or hot when everyone else feels normal. Oh, yeah, I can make you feel anxious or depressed too. If you have something planned, or are looking forward to a great day, I can take that away too. You didn't ask for me. I chose you for various reasons. That virus you had that you never recovered from, or that car accident, or maybe it was the years of abuse and trauma. Well, anyway, I'M HERE TO STAY. I hear you are going to a doctor who can get rid of me. I am rolling on the floor laughing, JUST TRY IT! You will have to go to many, many doctors until you find one who can help you effectively. You will be put on pain pills, sleeping pills and energy pills. Told you are suffering from anxiety or depression, given a ten's unit and massaged, told if you just sleep and exercise properly I will go away. You will be told to think positively, poked, prodded, and MOST OF ALL Not taken seriously as you feel when you cry to the doctor how debilitating life is everyday. Your family, friends, and co workers will all listen to you until they just get tired of hearing about how I make you feel, and that I am a debilitating disease. Some of them will say things like " Oh you are just having a bad day" or "Well remember, you can't do the things you use to do 20 years ago", not hearing what you said 20 days ago. Some will just start talking behind your back, while you slowly feel you are losing your dignity trying to make them understand. Especially when you are in the middle of a conversation with a "normal" person, and can't remember what you were going to say next! In closing (I was hoping that I had kept this part a secret), but I guess you already found out... The only place you will get any support and understanding in dealing with me is with other people with Fibromyalgia... ~Except~ A small minority of you, will have support from their immediate family. |
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