Help Me Fight this Battle or Get the Hell Out of My Way!

I spent another hour of my life trying to explain why you can’t compare two people with Fibromyalgia.  I don’t know why I waste my time.  I hate when someone tells me that so-and-so has Fibromyalgia and they work and they do this and they do that.  My first question is…How long have they had it?  My second is…What medications are they on?  If they can answer the questions then I tell them my story and why I’m different from that person or how I used to be that person a few years ago.  If they can’t answer the questions then I usually just say we’re all different and we all react differently to the treatments.

The last thing I thought I would be doing when I finally got diagnosed was defending the fact that I’m sick.  It’s ridiculous, but yet we face it every day.  I was thinking about it today and I started wondering how many of the Fibromyalgia-related suicides could have been prevented with just a little more understanding and support.  I’m to the point now where I’m saying either help me fight this battle or get the hell out of my way.  I don’t have the time or the patience for ignorance anymore.  I’m sick.  There’s no need to discuss it.  It is what it is.  Until you can walk in my shoes, you can’t judge my capability so don’t pretend you have me figured out because I assure you that you never will.

I hope everyone is having an awesome night/day despite the pain and all the other evil symptoms.  Gentle hugs and lots of love!