My escape
Days like today I try to be grateful. I try not to focus on the fact that it’s winter again. I look at my drawer full of Papermate pens & try to focus on the things I do have. (That is another tip I have for working with fibromyalgia: have all your supplies close at hand & in abundance. This way if I can finally walk to my desk, I don’t have to worry about leaving the room to find a pen) I try to forget the fact that I am too tired to read a book. I am too tired to even hold a book.
My biggest escape has to be music. It’s the only thing that I can handle all of the time. Granted, some days my nerves are shot so I don’t listen to NIN. It’s my escape & one of the few things that can distract me from the pain. More importantly it reminds me why I love life.