Alone

Maybe it’s just me, but nothing creates a feeling of total isolation quite like pain. It’s 5:38am and I’m not writing this now because I woke up early. I actually haven’t been to sleep yet, thanks to the sharp, surging pains currently taking over the left side of my body.

I decided to move out to the couch since I can’t seem to get comfortable in bed and it didn’t seem fair to ruin anyone else’s night sleep just because my own body won’t cooperate. So, here I am, trapped on my own little private island of misery. The meds aren’t helping, (big surprise there), and to be perfectly honest, the only option I have at this point is to try to ride out the storm by writing it out.

I wager that I’m not the only fibro-fighter out there who experiences this lovely facet of the disease. Despite the overwhelming feeling that I’m imprisoned in solitary confinement, I take comfort in knowing that I’m truly not as alone as I feel right now.

It sounds trite and even a little cliche, but I can’t put enough emphasis on how important it is to remember that no matter how horrible we feel or how terribly bleak things seem, we are not alone. There’s an entire community of fibro-fighters out there, we just have to do what we can to support each other.

By simply clicking the “Follow” button on someone’s blog, or the “Like” button their page, you can let others know that they are being heard. It’s truly amazing how much that one little action can convey. Every time I get the notification that I’ve got a new follower, it reminds me that I am not suffering alone. There are others out there who can relate to my struggle and who can share in my triumphs, no matter how small they may be.

Since I’m awake anyway, I’m going to follow my own advice and send my love to some of my fellow fighters. I hope the rest of you had a better night than I did!

Keep fighting!