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Someone has been lying to me. It's been happening for quite some time now, small lies at first, just enough to make me feel uncomfortable. Slowly, the lies became more complex, and more frequent.
At first, I thought the lies would stop. Perhaps they were a figment of my imagination? After all, how could an old friend, a life-long buddy so to speak, be capable of such treason?
Gradually, it became clear to me that the lies would not stop, and no matter what I said or did, nothing could stop the lies from repeating themselves, day after day.
Every day when I wake up, I try to prepare myself for the twisted truth the lies produce. To deal with daily life, chores, work, money...everything seemed so achievable and easy, before the lies began...
The liar I'm talking about is....my body! Or, at least, the effects of CF and FM on my body. Muscles that say to me : "We are too tired to work for you, because we just lifted 300 pounds for 2 hours!"
A Brain that tells me" You want me to remember what? No way Jose, how old do you think I am, forget it!"
Eyes, and ears telling me that they need to shut down, they are too sensitive?
Well...I've had it with your lies! And I am not covering up for you anymore! I have had enough strange looks from relatives and friends. Because of the lies I've missed parties, birthdays, vacations, heck even a spectacular sale at the shoe store!
I have learned, over time, to deal with the lies. Some days are better than others. Some days are just....bad. I have learned how to make the lies go away. For a while. But, I know, they will be back.
At first, I thought the lies would stop. Perhaps they were a figment of my imagination? After all, how could an old friend, a life-long buddy so to speak, be capable of such treason?
Gradually, it became clear to me that the lies would not stop, and no matter what I said or did, nothing could stop the lies from repeating themselves, day after day.
Every day when I wake up, I try to prepare myself for the twisted truth the lies produce. To deal with daily life, chores, work, money...everything seemed so achievable and easy, before the lies began...
The liar I'm talking about is....my body! Or, at least, the effects of CF and FM on my body. Muscles that say to me : "We are too tired to work for you, because we just lifted 300 pounds for 2 hours!"
A Brain that tells me" You want me to remember what? No way Jose, how old do you think I am, forget it!"
Eyes, and ears telling me that they need to shut down, they are too sensitive?
Well...I've had it with your lies! And I am not covering up for you anymore! I have had enough strange looks from relatives and friends. Because of the lies I've missed parties, birthdays, vacations, heck even a spectacular sale at the shoe store!
I have learned, over time, to deal with the lies. Some days are better than others. Some days are just....bad. I have learned how to make the lies go away. For a while. But, I know, they will be back.
Gentle hugs....
Hugs, Susan
As I like to say, "I'm 60 - act 30 - feel 90" - just folding a load of towels or washing a few dishes can wear me out. Even driving for 10 to 15 minutes is a task.
I also like to say that this stuff is worse than your shadow as you can get rid of your shadow, but not this stuff. Clings to you like a leech.
Appreciate this well worded post.
'The Bear'
The "Lies" cling to you, like your shadow, where ever you go, it follows...sometimes you may feel that you've won the battle, and fooled it, but no...Some days, it is in charge, and you have no choice but to follow it's commands.
No one enjoys this battle. It's unrelenting for some, and can lead to despair. By supporting each other, we can keep going, day by day, minute by minute. Take joy where you can find it my friend, celebrate small victories, and remember...
Always be one step ahead of your shadow!
Hugs, from Scoot.
MaryKathryn
It is a shame that you have to suffer from this awful cruel disease in order to fully understand your words, my wonderful family tries, but its just not possible unless you live it.
Thank you Scootermom,
Hugs,
Mary