Tyger
New member
- Joined
- Jul 30, 2016
- Messages
- 5
- Reason
- DX FIBRO
- Diagnosis
- 04/2016
- Country
- UK
- State
- Uk
Hi
So i had a fall at the start of january this year, and begin to get symptoms within the first month. By April i had a tentative diagnosis of fibromyalgia. My doctors horrible, and just keeps upping my meds.
I feel irrational and angry most of the time. It seems like no one is listening to me, no one understands what im going through.
My partner accuses me of being negative and of constantly talking about my illness, to which i have started to make an effort not to talk about it. However i feel hes taking it to extremes - i did a supermarket shop today (literally pushing my boundaries there - supermarket shops are hell or nigh impossible) and cried in the car and as i was unpacking food because i was in so much pain. My partner came downstairs and instantly he's angry at me, because im upset. He didnt want me anywhere near me for an hour, until he went out, as i was making him angry by crying all the time. (He is ill too at the moment, with some sort of bowel disorder.)
I just feel like everyones making me feel like a pariah. No matter what i tell myself i know my old life is gone (oh apparently thats too negative too) and i need to move on, learning my body and what i can do. Its just hard, because what i can do does not feel like that much. Plus if i talk about this to my partner or my family im told that im being too negative and should think positive.
How is deluding myself into thinking that im going to get better, going to help at all?
Im terrified. Also going through PTSD - the fibromyalgia finally caused me to seek therapy after my mum abused me (verbally/psychologically/physically - violent not sexual) for the first 18 years of my life.
I just want it all to end.
All of the pain, the fricking fibro fog, the fricking sensitivity to touch, to the extent it hurts, i just want it all to stop. I cant even eat at the moment, i have too much nausea from pain and it feels like my throat is closing when i try to eat.
I want this pain from those horrible memories to stop. I dream of my mother dying so that i am free from the legacy of her abuse and the constant fear that she will try to contact me and pick up where she left off. (Havent spoken to her in 5/6 years.) I want the ache in my chest, the pain i feel from my childhood, just to stop.
I dont want to die, but the thought of living like this forever is unbearable. Seriously. I dont think i can do it. Im not living anymore, im living a half life.
I have always hated being sick, having to ask for help. And now i have to deal with this everyday for the rest of my life?
Today it all got so much, to the extent that i really wanted to cut myself. I have never self harmed, yet all i could picture was that knife, and how nice it would be to cut myself. To be in control of the pain somehow.
I didnt do it. But i dont know how much longer i can force myself to keep going.
I just want to it all to stop. And i know it never will.
Everything feel so hopeless.
Sorry if this post is a massive downer, i just had to get it out somehow.
So i had a fall at the start of january this year, and begin to get symptoms within the first month. By April i had a tentative diagnosis of fibromyalgia. My doctors horrible, and just keeps upping my meds.
I feel irrational and angry most of the time. It seems like no one is listening to me, no one understands what im going through.
My partner accuses me of being negative and of constantly talking about my illness, to which i have started to make an effort not to talk about it. However i feel hes taking it to extremes - i did a supermarket shop today (literally pushing my boundaries there - supermarket shops are hell or nigh impossible) and cried in the car and as i was unpacking food because i was in so much pain. My partner came downstairs and instantly he's angry at me, because im upset. He didnt want me anywhere near me for an hour, until he went out, as i was making him angry by crying all the time. (He is ill too at the moment, with some sort of bowel disorder.)
I just feel like everyones making me feel like a pariah. No matter what i tell myself i know my old life is gone (oh apparently thats too negative too) and i need to move on, learning my body and what i can do. Its just hard, because what i can do does not feel like that much. Plus if i talk about this to my partner or my family im told that im being too negative and should think positive.
How is deluding myself into thinking that im going to get better, going to help at all?
Im terrified. Also going through PTSD - the fibromyalgia finally caused me to seek therapy after my mum abused me (verbally/psychologically/physically - violent not sexual) for the first 18 years of my life.
I just want it all to end.
All of the pain, the fricking fibro fog, the fricking sensitivity to touch, to the extent it hurts, i just want it all to stop. I cant even eat at the moment, i have too much nausea from pain and it feels like my throat is closing when i try to eat.
I want this pain from those horrible memories to stop. I dream of my mother dying so that i am free from the legacy of her abuse and the constant fear that she will try to contact me and pick up where she left off. (Havent spoken to her in 5/6 years.) I want the ache in my chest, the pain i feel from my childhood, just to stop.
I dont want to die, but the thought of living like this forever is unbearable. Seriously. I dont think i can do it. Im not living anymore, im living a half life.
I have always hated being sick, having to ask for help. And now i have to deal with this everyday for the rest of my life?
Today it all got so much, to the extent that i really wanted to cut myself. I have never self harmed, yet all i could picture was that knife, and how nice it would be to cut myself. To be in control of the pain somehow.
I didnt do it. But i dont know how much longer i can force myself to keep going.
I just want to it all to stop. And i know it never will.
Everything feel so hopeless.
Sorry if this post is a massive downer, i just had to get it out somehow.