Okay thats not entirely true. Im pissed. Majorly. What the hell happened to me? I woke up one day and everything hurt and now the Lyrica makes me ill. I hate the pain meds. I hurt. No one seems to think its real, regardless of what the doctor tells them. I cry when my seven year old son hugs me and all I can think is please God make him let go before I scream. Ive changed my entire life and seem to get little to no relief. I cant sleep, which just seems to add to the frustration. I understand why there seems to be such a high suicide rate associated with this condition.
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