Once upon a pain free time…

Once upon a time a young girl was set for great things. She studied hard and had big plans to go to university and become queen of the world. Her dreams were realistic and achievable (maybe not queen of the world but everything else was 🙈) She was going to be a teacher, an artist, an author, an archaeologist… The list was endless, she was talented if a little indecisive.

One not so fine day when she was 13 she was magically transformed into the pain princess after being poked and prodded for months. Her wonderful fairy godmother granted her wish, but like all wishes it wasn’t all that it seemed. A name for what was wrong with her is all she had wanted after weeks and weeks of unexplained pain…

“Juvenile Fibromyalgia” at last a name , a confirmation she wasn’t going crazy! But little did she realised what lay ahead.

Fast forward 7 years, and here I am. I did okay in my exams but not as well as I should have. I ended up going to university close to my home town because my mental health was too bad to leave home. I lasted about 2 months then I took an interruption of study due to poor physical and mental health. I officially left the university by the end of the first year.

I’m hoping to get my life back on track but just like the millions of other people with chronic illnesses it can be much harder than it seems.

No happy ending I’m afraid more of a meh kind of ending, but who knows I’m still hopeful for my happy ever after one day, or at least a good night sleep.

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