Throughout my life, I have never belonged and always felt like I am just not quite good enough. I got no praise or encouragement as a child or an adolescent. I never belonged to a clique or a group. I just floated about from place to place never really being included, just ignored or bullied. All those experiences helped me to carve out a tough exterior that can be misunderstood at times.
It is ironic that since I became unwell with 2 invisible illnesses I have almost become invisible myself. Slowly bit by bit discarded by people with whom I used to be friendly with. It is almost as painful as suffering the from the constant pain from Fibromyalgia. Every morning I look in the mirror and ask myself ” Will I ever be good enough?”
I feel like a bit of rubbish that has been kicked into the gutter. Unimportant to anyone else apart from my husband and my children. This isn’t a visit to the place called self-pity it’s a visit to the reality that I wake up to every day. Pain on top of pain on top of pain.
Orkney Fibromyalgia Sufferer 
Great post, thanks for putting this in to words as this is exactly how I feel daily too! I have literally got the same upbringing as you, and I too feel like this every day.
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