seawarrior
New member
- Joined
- Nov 22, 2020
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- Reason
- DX FIBRO
- Diagnosis
- 11/2020
- Country
- US
Hello everyone, this is the first time I've used this forum but I'm looking forward to getting to know people through it. I was just diagnosed with fibromyalgia last Wednesday, but it wasn't really a surprise to me as I've been seeking answers for my pain and fatigue for a long time.
A little about me, I'm twenty-two and have experienced persistent pain and fatigue since I was twelve after severely fracturing my ankle and needing emergency surgery. It's difficult for me to remember the exact progression of my symptoms since my memory noticeably worsened around this time, but eventually I submitted to the knowledge that the pain was not going to go away. Since I was so young people didn't really take me seriously, and my parents and doctors essentially agreed I was over-dramatic and my symptoms would resolve themselves if I tried harder to exercise and live a standard, energetic life for a person my age. I attended physical therapy repeatedly, but was never given any sort of evaluation for why I was in so much pain. I never let myself assume that I had any sort of disorder or disability because I thought that would be insensitive to people with "real" pain issues. I eventually asked to see therapists to help with my suicidal ideation, but these sessions were largely ineffective since I wouldn't mention that the primary source of these thoughts was the pain I was in. When I was eighteen a therapist was worried by how exhausted I always was and recommended I be evaluated for fibromyalgia. My primary doctor did not evaluate me properly, and decided the pain I was in was not severe enough to be fibromyalgia, and resulted from depression instead.
Once my original evaluation went poorly I went back to thinking I had no right to believe I may have a legitimate pain disorder, and figured if I got my depression under control it would all disappear. Of course, since the depression was caused by the pain this did not work. However, while seeking psychiatric treatment I was diagnosed with ADHD and autism spectrum disorder. Understanding these disorders and how they impact me has radically improved by mental health and general well-being, I've been able to maintain jobs now and attend community college online, but the pain has still caused a lot of hopelessness. I eventually decided to try for another fibromyalgia evaluation after a friend with similar symptoms was diagnosed. The rheumatologist said I definitely have fibromyalgia, and recommended some methods to improve the pain and fatigue. I see them next month to decide on more "long-term" solutions since I also have joint inflammation they need to evaluate.
I feel like since I've had this disorder nearly half my life, I've gotten practiced at enduring the pain and fatigue and working through it. What mainly distresses me now is the hopelessness. It's really hard to imagine that I'll be able to experience an independent adult life while juggling the difficulties that fibromyalgia, depression, ADHD and autism all present to me since I have times where I just feel so drained and distressed I'm almost entirely unable to function and don't feel like my life is worth living. There doesn't seem to be much empathy I can expect for any of these conditions, so I feel like my only reliable sources of support in the near future will be myself and whichever understanding doctors I can afford. Since I was so young when this began, I never had the time to set up plans for my adult life or even an effective support network, and I feel like I developed a really adverse sense of self to push myself to work even when I felt terrible.
I spent a long time thinking the pain was something I was subconsciously causing, and almost like a punishment I deserved. It seems really daunting to unlearn this idea and instead believe I'm deserving of support, but that will probably be necessary since I've been recommended to reduce stress and my current workload makes me feel like a network of live wires. I'm unsure I'll be able to use medication for pain management, as I've already reacted poorly to some of the types that are used for depression and anxiety and will have to find something that doesn't interact with my ADHD drug, which I desperately need to get my schoolwork done. I'm assuming the most effective interventions for me will be pushing myself to exercise and learning to form a more positive outlook on life and manage my responsibilities in a way that causes me less stress. I guess I'd just appreciate encouragement since right now psychological improvement and social support, and the courage to even ask for it, seem like impossibilities. I've had a lot of mixed emotions in the days following my diagnosis, and I've realized part of that is because I'm still grieving all I didn't get to experience as an adolescent and having to accept that finally receiving a diagnosis isn't like waving a magic wand that will make all the hurt vanish. There's still a long road ahead of me and that's a difficult knowledge to live with since I feel like I've already been more endurant than what's fair throughout the last decade.
Sorry for writing such a long post, I really appreciate anyone who takes the time to read it.
A little about me, I'm twenty-two and have experienced persistent pain and fatigue since I was twelve after severely fracturing my ankle and needing emergency surgery. It's difficult for me to remember the exact progression of my symptoms since my memory noticeably worsened around this time, but eventually I submitted to the knowledge that the pain was not going to go away. Since I was so young people didn't really take me seriously, and my parents and doctors essentially agreed I was over-dramatic and my symptoms would resolve themselves if I tried harder to exercise and live a standard, energetic life for a person my age. I attended physical therapy repeatedly, but was never given any sort of evaluation for why I was in so much pain. I never let myself assume that I had any sort of disorder or disability because I thought that would be insensitive to people with "real" pain issues. I eventually asked to see therapists to help with my suicidal ideation, but these sessions were largely ineffective since I wouldn't mention that the primary source of these thoughts was the pain I was in. When I was eighteen a therapist was worried by how exhausted I always was and recommended I be evaluated for fibromyalgia. My primary doctor did not evaluate me properly, and decided the pain I was in was not severe enough to be fibromyalgia, and resulted from depression instead.
Once my original evaluation went poorly I went back to thinking I had no right to believe I may have a legitimate pain disorder, and figured if I got my depression under control it would all disappear. Of course, since the depression was caused by the pain this did not work. However, while seeking psychiatric treatment I was diagnosed with ADHD and autism spectrum disorder. Understanding these disorders and how they impact me has radically improved by mental health and general well-being, I've been able to maintain jobs now and attend community college online, but the pain has still caused a lot of hopelessness. I eventually decided to try for another fibromyalgia evaluation after a friend with similar symptoms was diagnosed. The rheumatologist said I definitely have fibromyalgia, and recommended some methods to improve the pain and fatigue. I see them next month to decide on more "long-term" solutions since I also have joint inflammation they need to evaluate.
I feel like since I've had this disorder nearly half my life, I've gotten practiced at enduring the pain and fatigue and working through it. What mainly distresses me now is the hopelessness. It's really hard to imagine that I'll be able to experience an independent adult life while juggling the difficulties that fibromyalgia, depression, ADHD and autism all present to me since I have times where I just feel so drained and distressed I'm almost entirely unable to function and don't feel like my life is worth living. There doesn't seem to be much empathy I can expect for any of these conditions, so I feel like my only reliable sources of support in the near future will be myself and whichever understanding doctors I can afford. Since I was so young when this began, I never had the time to set up plans for my adult life or even an effective support network, and I feel like I developed a really adverse sense of self to push myself to work even when I felt terrible.
I spent a long time thinking the pain was something I was subconsciously causing, and almost like a punishment I deserved. It seems really daunting to unlearn this idea and instead believe I'm deserving of support, but that will probably be necessary since I've been recommended to reduce stress and my current workload makes me feel like a network of live wires. I'm unsure I'll be able to use medication for pain management, as I've already reacted poorly to some of the types that are used for depression and anxiety and will have to find something that doesn't interact with my ADHD drug, which I desperately need to get my schoolwork done. I'm assuming the most effective interventions for me will be pushing myself to exercise and learning to form a more positive outlook on life and manage my responsibilities in a way that causes me less stress. I guess I'd just appreciate encouragement since right now psychological improvement and social support, and the courage to even ask for it, seem like impossibilities. I've had a lot of mixed emotions in the days following my diagnosis, and I've realized part of that is because I'm still grieving all I didn't get to experience as an adolescent and having to accept that finally receiving a diagnosis isn't like waving a magic wand that will make all the hurt vanish. There's still a long road ahead of me and that's a difficult knowledge to live with since I feel like I've already been more endurant than what's fair throughout the last decade.
Sorry for writing such a long post, I really appreciate anyone who takes the time to read it.
