MissSpunky
Member
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2014
- Messages
- 15
- Reason
- DX FIBRO
- Diagnosis
- 00/0000
- Country
- US
- State
- state
Hello,
This is my first time here. I have just registered. I feel the need to vent. Anyone I talk to gives me advice. Right now I just want someone to listen. I don't want pity. I don't want sadness, just a listening ear.
Sometimes it seems like I may be lazy or that I give up. I am having such a hard time right now. I want to cry but it is to no avail. I want to be more active, yet the challenge feels like doom heading my way. I want to explore the world, yet walking two blocks in this weather frightens me. The anticipation of the increase in pain is frighting. And yet another snow storm is heading my way. I wish I could say I feel strong, but I don't really. I feel determined to live my life, but strong? Not that much. I feel discouraged for my lack of kicking fibro's butt the way I used to. Now it scares me so much. I used to travel far with my fibro and now I am scared. I wish I could be that girl again who is so determined to live her life no matter how sick she may be. I wish I could tap into that fire I used to have, that fire that had me much more active than I am now.
Lately, I have been feeling tired of pushing so hard and so much. That fire became much smaller. I want it back, because that fire gives me more of a life than I have right now.
That is all I have to say for now. Writing feels good.
Tootles.
This is my first time here. I have just registered. I feel the need to vent. Anyone I talk to gives me advice. Right now I just want someone to listen. I don't want pity. I don't want sadness, just a listening ear.
Sometimes it seems like I may be lazy or that I give up. I am having such a hard time right now. I want to cry but it is to no avail. I want to be more active, yet the challenge feels like doom heading my way. I want to explore the world, yet walking two blocks in this weather frightens me. The anticipation of the increase in pain is frighting. And yet another snow storm is heading my way. I wish I could say I feel strong, but I don't really. I feel determined to live my life, but strong? Not that much. I feel discouraged for my lack of kicking fibro's butt the way I used to. Now it scares me so much. I used to travel far with my fibro and now I am scared. I wish I could be that girl again who is so determined to live her life no matter how sick she may be. I wish I could tap into that fire I used to have, that fire that had me much more active than I am now.
Lately, I have been feeling tired of pushing so hard and so much. That fire became much smaller. I want it back, because that fire gives me more of a life than I have right now.
That is all I have to say for now. Writing feels good.
Tootles.