FIBROMIALGIA, which has a bin in my body, as long as I remember it. You are there in every muscle and bone.
Sometimes you are here and nothing can be done, my life stops for a moment. And sometimes here, but you let me live my life.
You carry out the day of my life and the night, for evil, but also for good. I can cry for the way you make me feel, but also cry for you, because I’m grateful.
It’s weird, because I feel like it’s apart from me, but it’s still so unknown to almost everyone around me.
You want to know why? Because they are invisible.
But for the first time in 23 years I’m about to visualize through this film out and that people see how much I hate but I love you at the same time.
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