A Good Day Living with Fibromyalgia Today started out well. I woke up stiff as usual but not in as much pain. I felt rested. I felt motivated to wash my locs. I even danced in the shower. Fast forward past my ACV rinse, watching about two movies, and retwisted my bang using a crochet needle. I began to get really fatigued. I had used up my spoons.
Today I am starting a blog to share about my experience living with fibromyalgia. Honestly, I feel like this blog will be an outlet that will help me keep my sanity. I have kept my condition sort of secret. I don't even like to claim that I have fibromyalgia. I have denied all disease and syndromes that I have been diagnosed with, choosing instead to live in denial. My mindset was if I don't claim it, it has no power even as I suffered the symptoms chronically. I have been living with fibromyalgia these past few years and its been hell. This strange invisible illness has scared the shit out of me so many times. Had me thinking I was dying. So many wonderful trips to the E.R. that always ended in them telling me I'm basically healthy. Oh, you should know one of my coping mechanisms is sarcasm. I'm being sarcastic. I met (got diagnosed with) fibromyalgia in 2016 after my 36th birthday. However, I think we met before because I've had some of the symptoms during m