Nanc, I don't need to write a word. You have written exactly what I have thought so many times.... It's so sad. I think I still have much to give a friend, yet because of my situation and inability to just drop everything and go out, or stand in a busy pub for three hours...I am without friends so often.

I'm still me. Why do they do it? Why can't they be arsed to come to see me or to suggest lunch instead of a pub crawl, or invite me round for a drink at their house? Why do they have to cut me out? I used to be part of a group of half a dozen, and went out once or twice a month, nothing mad, but I hear nothing now, only one of them even texts every now and then to say hi.

I don't want to talk about my CRPS all the time, or cry and complain about my life. I want to talk about other things, have a laugh, catch up on news.

Oh dear. Anyone would think you've touched a nerve here!!

I wish I had a group like this that I could actually meet with. That would be good

Hang in there you lovely folk. I still know you're fab and amazing.

Bram