When I was 23, I was told I’d be in too much pain to ever walk comfortably. Here’s how I learned to live with a life of chronic pain.
People are constantly sending me their ideas for remedies for my pain. I realize you mean well.
But if you don’t have chronic pain, meaning ongoing, every day pain, you don’t understand.
Are things – oh, I’m sorry, people – like you allowed to hurt? Doesn’t admitting to your pain diminish you? Doesn’t it make you weak?
I’m actually sitting here with a tear pouring down my cheeks and can barely see the screen. Part of my reason for starting this site was to have a place to talk about my pain. It has been sixteen years (!) since I have lived more than a week of a pain-free existence.