This is a collection of my own, personal rants, written in something that I hope is creative.
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Why should my pain have to be ranked?
The fact that I'm in pain should be enough to get some modicum of help, surely?
I wake up in pain. I go about my day (the best I can), in pain. I go to sleep in pain.
I go to appointment after appointment. I have people telling me that I "shouldn't be in as much pain as I am", like they actually know the pain I'm in.
Being ranked next to a normal person, who can sit, stand, walk and breathe without any pain, when I myself can't do that.
I'm tired all the time, I haven't had a night of undisturbed sleep for the last six years and when I look for help, I'm turned away, that apparently I am pain free and fine, this coming from people who don't know me, who haven't met me or even seen my face.
I'm tired of being ignored. Of being badgered into say that, "I'm fine." When in reality, most of the time, I feel like dying.
I'm virtually useless. And I'm sick of it.
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