Iv'e had this monsterous affliction for 14 years now.....I know what I can and can't do and this weekend I cleaned the shore house x 5 hours, windows, arms over head, swiffered and vacuumed. I had renters coming in on Sat. I had to do it alone. I then put my 6 year old in the booster and drove the 2 hours home. I cried from the insanity of it all the whole way home...I'm in a flare so bad I can't function....

What does my family say to me when I see them? First DH: "Youre just out of shape"! idiot
My mother: "Youre just not used to hard work"!

With support like this, I needed to stay down the shore

I really never say too much, suffer in silence....I see why this is the way a hidden disability is so damn frustrating
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Thanks for hearing me...