Tuesday, August 7, 2012


Some days the impact of what I CAN'T do overwhelms me. I've been living this way for years now, but certain days I wake up from dreams in which I'm not sick, then realize I still am. It's quite a cruelty joke-in my dreams I run, dance, love, date, am with friends...then the stillness hits me.


1 comment:

  1. *gentle hugs* Some days I am thankful that I don't have a pre-fibro life to remember. I hope you have happier days soon.