How life has been going for me lately.

It's gotten to the point where waking up is absolutely nightmarish. My body started failing on itself well before I turned 30, I just wasn't aware of how bad it was breaking down - due to all the traumatizing things I had been dealing with at the time.

Fibromyalgia is ruining my life.

From the moment I wake up, I have to take medication and make sure I don't do anything that could send me into a flare-up. But something always does and it cripples me to the point of crying.

Before going on meds, I spent days in bed avoiding the world and struggling to cope. But even with the medication I'm on now it just mildly takes the edge off.

Now, due to me breaking my hand and wrist and not knowing it had been broken I have to figure out a way to understand my pain level. I don't know how to gauge when I'm in a severe amount of pain. Because I'm always in pain.

It never ends.

I'm trying to exist, but my body is a broken machine.