Swings & round-abouts...

Today I woke up unable to move either of my arms from the sheer agony, after a restless night sleep. So up I got, the rest of my body 4 hours on is now in full swing fibro mode, my heads pounding, my joints feel like someone has stabbed me repeatedly and my mind is following suit. I have to moods right now or at least feelings either I'm a burden or I'm invisble I don't know whats wrose. I've been walking on egg shells for days and I don't know what I'm doing wrong at this point, if I say I'm wrong. If I don't I'm wrong. God that sounds like my dad and I so don't want to compare her to that. Because she's more than him. But some times I just feel like I'm just  a drain on everyone I touch. As If I would be better off disappearing. I saw someone I knew through a fibro group who was expecting a baby, she lost her baby, quite far along too, there were hundreds of replies and a staggering amount of fibro people saying they'd lost babies too. She actually lost hers due to fibro medication- Thats right to survive is to write off chances of having children. Will I ever be able to have babies? Will I ever have the life I dream?
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