Fibro Flare

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This Bipolar Brat

I’m in the process of writing a pitch dealing with disclosing mental illness in the workplace as well as working on my professional freelance writing website/my personal writing brand. All in the middle of a bad fibro flare.

Fibro warriors are known to deal with persistent widespread pain every second of every day. A flare is a period of time that this pain is amplified. This sometimes can last hours and sometimes it will last months. The pain varies but today, for me, it is the horrible aching muscles in my shoulders. This is the kind of muscle ache that sends you into a fit of tears while you try to lie or sit in every position possible. I have tried everything that will alleviate this agony. Popping ibuprofen and using an ice pack, I’ve finally been able to ease it for just a bit.

I had finally found…

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A buck 35

I dropped to a buck 35 today. Stress. Most people eat when they have anxiety… I just don’t eat.

I’ve been 150 pounds almost half my life, since I was 16. I’ve struggled with keeping weight on due to crohn’s and stomach issues since I’ve passed 30.

I need to eat more this week or I’ll start to feel sick again.





On a personal note my knee is doing just fine thank you. It is healing nicely…

Although you’ll note some slight swelling around the outer edges of the damaged scar tissue and upper knee. I’m anticipating months of healing to come, but I’m pleased with the rate it is going.

I’m hurt no one has asked me today how my knee is after my post yesterday.

I assume people are battling equally traumatic experiences.

I understand.



This commercial just told me I could buy a drug to cure my stomach problems, but may cause me to get a life threatening disease called Kidoacidocious (spelling? A disease that causes the game to end). Why can’t they find a drug that just heals you… and doesn’t “possibly” kill you?




The Bad Son 2

I know you probably aren’t very pleased with me right now. Sometimes my Korean nature shows in unusually Korean ways… and my stubborness knows no limit. I know you wished for a different response from me the other day and I can’t give a good explaination for why I have decided to do what I am doing.

I am just done. I am done with the “maybes” and the guesses. I am done knowing something is wrong and not being able to prove it. I am done being poked and prodded like a cow. I am done.

Yesterday I was the bad son. Again. I have been him before and I will be him again as I grow into me.

The bad man.

-Opinionated Man