I have a wonderful support system. My husband, mother, daughter, and numerous friends are very understanding and empathetic. I always have someone to talk to, and give me a big (and gentle) hug when I need it.
My husband has changed the most during the last few years. He comes home from work, cleans, cooks, and helps me keep the house running. I honestly don't know what I would do without his strength, and enduring love. I am truly blessed to have him.
Even in my darkest moments I try to find a glimmer of humor.
We are not alone, and we are all fibro warriors. There is hope.
I started a blog about my journey with depression, and fibromyalgia about two years ago. Although I don't always write about fibro, it is one of my main topics of discussion. My goal is to promote fibromyalgia awareness, and to help others who might stumble upon my blog. We are not alone, and we are all fibro warriors. There is hope.
Anyone living with fibromyalgia needs to learn self-compassion. I am still struggling with this myself. It can be so hard not to feel sorry for myself, and feel so many various emotions. There is a grieving process involved. My advice is to talk about it, and let yourself experience these feelings openly. Be easy with yourself, rest when you need to, learn how to say no, and try to focus on what you can do now, not what you can't do anymore.
I've always used humor to deal with life’s challenges. If you're laughing, you feel better. It isn't always possible, but even in my darkest moments I try to find a glimmer of humor. I've found that making others smile makes me smile too.