How do you all keep going? I have hit a rough patch. My legs are in constant pain, my brain is in constant fog mode, and I am leaking when it's most inconvenient, along with IBS sxs that make me afraid to leave the house.

I have confessed to DH that I want to disappear. There is a large part of me that sits on the bleachers, not getting engaged at all emotionally. I feel so empty & without purpose, and feel as if I am wasting the oxygen I breathe. How do you find purpose in the face of pain & the inability to really do anything of importance?