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July 2011
Pain flare today. My boyfriend was too rough on me yesterday (interpret that as you wish.) It was kinda embarrassing lying in his mom’s room barely able to move because of pain with his mom and my boyfriend worrying about me. But, I should be glad that they were both so sweet about it because a lot of people don’t have caring people like that in their lives.
Still bitching about my diet. I don’t like it. I broke it last night but Boyfriend said it’s healthier to break one’s diet every now and then rather than to deprive one’s self and wind up binging later.
Dear Parents, I'm not obsessed with drugs or alcohol. I'm obsessed with 30+ year old guys... No, wait... That doesn't sound good either.
Never mind…
Heh heh.
#Seventy-One:
I know it’s silly, but sometimes I can’t help but think: Am I being punished? Is all this pain I go through everyday some kind of pay back for all the terrible things I’ve done in my life?
I’m so glad carrots are a free food on this diet. Yum yum.
My boyfriend is still sleeping.
Going to the boyfriend’s today! Going to work on some martial arts. We’re such dorks. I’m excited though, something new to do. Plus I get to see him. :3
Why must Lucky Charms have oats in them? They’re so good but so not gluten-free. :c So unfair. I like my cereal with marshmallows.
Instead of reblogging all the hot/sexy girls in their bikini with their very skinny bodies, take the time to reblog this, this is a beautiful as most would say over weight girl who is not afraid to wear a bikini and looks great in it, most people wont reblog because it wont fit in with their blog, reblog if you believe people should not be judged on their weight and what they wear, let alone what they look like.
FINALLY.
#Sixty:
It seems like as soon as things start going fairly well, my fibromyalgia fucks it all up somehow.
#Sixty-Six:
I tell people I can’t work and they immediately want to argue with me. They suggest all kinds of jobs that I’ve already tried and tell me I need to learn to tough it out. I tried working at multiple types of jobs for a year and a half after I was diagnosed. I CAN’T do it, but people don’t believe me or they don’t think I’m trying hard enough.
#Fifty:
Fibromyalgia has ruined my life. It has caused my grades to deteriorate, my social life to end, and just about everything else is harder for me now. People get mad at me when I complain, but it’s weird because I never do. I only open my mouth when it’s at its worst and I always feel terrible about it even before they get mad. I just want this all to end. It’s all so hard and I want my life back.
This confession submitted anonymously
I just want to hug this person. Gently, of course. Fibro points and whatnot.
I apparently need to flash the BIOS on my netbook again. It is starting to become more trouble than it is worth.
