Trying to keep a smile on my face and not complain as im sure everyone is sick of hearing it...."It's always something...or "Oh...here we go...." I sometimes wonder when people looked at me if they realize i cry myself to sleep almost every nite.
I feel alone and scared, not wanting to constant complain abt what;s hurting, or not working right today....its hard because i look good (apparently),,so i must be exaggerating....or an onset of pain or fatigue must be my attempt to get out of something or for attention....i feel alone and have no desire to talk abt it to anyone...im told just get up and start moving...eat something...relax...get yourmind off it...god...i'm so sad all the time....my husband thinks im a lunatic/drama queen...i CAN"T control the tears, the pain, the fatigue, the falling...the forgetting,
Thats the best one...I don't forget..thats a cop out for covering up a lie or action i've done...which btw...i wouodn't remember anyways...lol
This disease slowly takes away your independence, your memory...your dreams...and your soul. Sometimes i think i must have been a pretty awful pertson in a past life to deserve this crap....if i hear...what doesnt kill you.....i swear...i'll smack em;...if i can find the strength to do it!lol
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I feel alone and scared, not wanting to constant complain abt what;s hurting, or not working right today....its hard because i look good (apparently),,so i must be exaggerating....or an onset of pain or fatigue must be my attempt to get out of something or for attention....i feel alone and have no desire to talk abt it to anyone...im told just get up and start moving...eat something...relax...get yourmind off it...god...i'm so sad all the time....my husband thinks im a lunatic/drama queen...i CAN"T control the tears, the pain, the fatigue, the falling...the forgetting,
Thats the best one...I don't forget..thats a cop out for covering up a lie or action i've done...which btw...i wouodn't remember anyways...lol
This disease slowly takes away your independence, your memory...your dreams...and your soul. Sometimes i think i must have been a pretty awful pertson in a past life to deserve this crap....if i hear...what doesnt kill you.....i swear...i'll smack em;...if i can find the strength to do it!lol
** Moderator's note - Post broken into paragraphs for easier reading. Many people with MS have visual difficulties that prevent them from reading large blocks of print. **
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