Fibromyalgia

In the eye of the storm

It's 05:02, I sit and write at my desk inspired by the sound of the wind and the rain lashing against the window. I haven't yet slept and I am due to start work in 4 hours. Fibromyalgia is like being caught in a wild, wrathful, winter storm. You could be stuck in it for… Continue reading In the eye of the storm