Why do I accept Fibromyalgia?
Some days I look down at my feet and wonder why?
We were once best friends and they supported me in everything I did but now they do their own thing. Since Fibromyalgia, they let me down.
Why be nasty?
Why be so painful day and night?
Why can I not walk for miles pushing a pram like I used to?
Why do I now have to plan every aspect of my life as over doing it means I have a flare?
What is the need for that?
Why can I no longer wear beautiful stiletto heels?
Why did I get this shitty illness that makes me feel like a young woman trapped in an old ladies body?
Why do my legs throb like tooth ache?
Why do I feel tearful when I think back to old me and how I loved walking?
Why does it scare me to think that I may decline even more?
What muppet said it is not degenerative?
Why is my youngest wanting to save to buy me a mobility scooter when my legs WILL get better?
Why do I look at women in mobility scooters and think that will be me soon?
Why do people think I am lucky as I still look good yet I feel like shit?
Why do I have to hate my favourite season as the cold is more painful?
Why do mornings and getting out of bed feel like my bones will snap?
My blog is about my real life, not some fabricated fluffed up glib life with a pink bow tied around it to deceive and gain more followers. I would rather have one reader and be truthful than a million and paint fibromyalgia as being a wonderful illness. It is cruel, painful and I hate it so much that some days I fear if I cried I would never stop.
I wake each day and try my best to be thankful for everything in my life because I am a mother, to my two youngest I am a Mum & Dad as their Daddy died.
I have five reasons not to let this illness steal my smile for more than a few minutes. I love my sons more than I HATE fibromyalgia so I accept it but only because I have to.
I HATE FIBROMYALGIA SO MUCH.
If fibromyalgia was a person the best revenge is being happy, and so I accept it because of that.
Find your reason to accept it and the moments when you want to scream, cry and run away (metaphorically as our legs would not get us far!) just remember "me too" you are not alone for feeling this way.
ಌ Love and gentle hugs to you all
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