Fibromyalgia, life lessons, Trauma

What was I made for?

Iโ€™ve never really felt like I had a purpose or a place in life and definitely not in the lives of others. Humans are social creatures, we strive for human connection and contact. Iโ€™m no different. I just donโ€™t fit for some reason. Iโ€™m only ever temporary. Iโ€™m ok with that. It doesnโ€™t stop me… Continue reading What was I made for?

Fibromyalgia, life lessons, loneliness, pain, Trauma

Porridge

I saw this and it made me feel so sad inside. It reminded me of every time I've raised my head above the parapet to express my feelings towards someone about my struggles with them and their behaviour. It's always ended up with me being left out in the cold. It made me vow never… Continue reading Porridge

Fibromyalgia

โ€œLet us make hay while the sun shines.โ€

โ€œLet us make hay while the sun shines.โ€ โ€” Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra The weekend I just had was far from typical. I managed to have a โ€œrealโ€ weekend, you know, like โ€œnormalโ€ people do. My health has improved dramatically over the past few weeks. Why? I donโ€™t know. For how long? I donโ€™t know.… Continue reading โ€œLet us make hay while the sun shines.โ€

Fibromyalgia

โ€œIf you want to change the world, pick up your pen and writeโ€

Martin Luther Although I have awoken in my usual sluggish manner. I am feeling inspired today. Inspired to write. Inspired to grab hold of the pen and write my own story. "When You Write the Story of Your Life, Don't Let Anyone Else Hold the Pen" The above quote is further explained in nautical terms;… Continue reading โ€œIf you want to change the world, pick up your pen and writeโ€