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Fighting fibromyalgia all the time

With fibromyalgia, I’m used to working through the pain. I’m used to just soldiering through things. I push myself to finish things, to look normal, act normal. Today I was at my local super center, also known as fibromyalgia hell, trying to get used to the new lay out of the store. The new layout isn’t bad, it just means that I had to walk around the store several times to find things. I never did find office supplies. If I was looking for Quinceanera invitations I would’ve just gotten them online, but I needed some office supplies immediately. I was literally hunched over the cart thinking “I will make it through this, just take another step. Ok good.”

I suddenly realized, “I don’t have to do this. I don’t have to make myself sick over shopping. I can buy what I have in my cart & leave” I’m so used to being in a crisis situation like having to finish college or work. I forgot that sometimes it’s ok to just stop whatever it is that’s making me sick & rest. I’ve been sick for half of my life, I should’ve learned this by now.

This entry was posted on Saturday, May 24th, 2008 at 1:39 am and is filed under Fibromyalgia Support. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.

2 Responses to “Fighting fibromyalgia all the time”

  1. Marc Klein (1 comments.) Says:
    May 27th, 2008 at 6:39 am

    Now a days shopping has become very easy and that it saves both time and money. Just go online and see the cart you have got and thats enough. Theres no need to be sick of shopping.

  2. Durga Walker (2 comments.) Says:
    November 7th, 2009 at 5:29 am

    I know exactly what you mean, Sara. I just started noticing that I’m in the habit of saying I’m not in pain even when I am, just because I always soldier through and a certain level of pain is the norm. Someone will ask why I didn’t say sooner that I could hardly stand up and I look amazed because I’m just used to feeling that way.