The other side of an invisible illness like this are the people. Friends, family, strangers, and doctors, who do not seem to even want to understand. They think we are lazy, crazy, making it up, over-reacting, or some other belief that makes them treat us like we are less than they are. It seems it somehow gives them the right to talk to us disrespectfully or with an utter lack of compassion. It makes this disease 100 times more difficult to live with when those around you, those closest to you, those who you need to trust the most, don’t seem to even want to understand or make an effort.

Walk With Me: Fibromyalgia Monster


- Yeah, I really love my housemates right now. edited to add: i was being sarcastic which i now realize may not have been clear. i want to smack my housemates and move into a cardboard box.

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