Hugging myself until the pain passes.
Chronic pain; how to place into words? Are there even words to describe its full measure?
My bones feel like they are trying to expand and shrink at the same time. Crushing into each other but since both sides of the bones have the same amount strength they never break but continue to be at war.
My blood feels as if it’s been filled with led. Heavy. Desperately trying move to replenish the body but yet stuck. My veins bulge through the service and pulse.
My muscles scream; fighting to finish the worlds hardest triathlon while lying curled up in the fetal in my bed.
My nerves shoot false responses in every direction. Their signals are screwed up. They inflict pain to the body without meaning to. Striking pain. Severe; screaming bloody murder in my head, begging my body to STOP.
My skin is highly sensitive. Touch; anything that touches me feels like needles or being the ant inflicted by the human with his magnify glass and the sun. Burning, seizing & relentless. My soft cotton sheets make me want to scream.
My joints crack; like breaking glass.
My body shakes, seizes. The movement is out of my control.
I dare not cry. That would only make my body hurt worse.
So I silently scream.
And scream.
Until I’ve reached my peak of exhaustion.
Curling into the fetal position.
Hugging myself.
Waiting for the pain to pass.
That is chronic pain.
To my fellow warriors, always sending my love and support. Keep fighting 🤍 The good days are worth it, I promise. @taylor_munholland ...read more
