Not a good morningĀ 

In the 10 years that I’ve suffered with fibromyalgia, today is the day that my pain threshold broke. Never have I felt this much pain that with every breath every movement I feel my skin being ripped off my body. I’ve mastered pushing through the pain with a smile on my face, but today my body reminded me that I’m not as strong as I once was. #fuckmylife #thishurts #fibromyalgia #excruciatingpain 

My everyday life with pain

I suffer with constant pain everyday, sometimes it’s tolerable and other times I just want to lay in bed and not move an inch.

For more then 10 years I’ve suffer from rheumatoid arthritis and fibromyalgia. Neither of which are fun let alone when I suffer a double flare up. It’s been 10 years since I was diagnosed, and if someone would have told me that I’d be in so much pain back then, I’d probably tell them that they were crazy.

I have my days where I can function pretty good, I’m able to move around with a little bit of pain bit I manage. Then there are days that I just wish someone would give me a bionic body, just like the bionic woman! There are times when I’d wake up with my joints hurting then the pain would progress and I realize I’m going through a double flare up. 

About 2 years again my physician told me that I would eventually need a handicap placard, and to my surprise he filled out the the forms already. I tell apeople that I have a high pain tolerance, I often compare it to getting a tattoo. Some think that getting tattooed would hurt twice as much, but contrary to belief it’s very comforting. 

Many people don’t understand that struggle people with RA and Fibromyalgia go through. My hair hurts at times or my ankles are so swollen that it feels like my skin is going to rip apart. Oh and the fatigue that comes along with both autoimmune illnesses. This is what drives me crazy the most. Apparently, when I say I’m tired I must provide a reason as to why I am tired. And when I do, it not good enough for them. Or when I’m going through some brain fog (part of my fibromyalgia) people think I’m just playing dumb. When in reality, I’m struggling to concentrate on what I am doing at that moment. 

Sometimes I wish people would understand what I go through on a daily bases. It seems like I’m asking for a miracle and people will continue  to judge and criticize what they know nothing about. 

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