It is no secret that my secret is that I have Fibromyalgia. I am living with an invisible, chronic illness that is beating me up while pretending otherwise. To the eyes of people, I am too young, too lively, too good looking or even too faithful to be sick (I know, I’ve heard it all). Therefore, I can do nothing else but pretend to be okay when I’m around them. Why?.. Read More
Girls! They want to have fun – Part two
This one is about thinking you found someone who actually understands how hard it is and you discover that No, not happening! All the compassion and understanding part was just so I could accept the advices and boosting techniques that would follow. I know that it sounds pretty pretentious and that I should be happy that someone cares about me but just like with family, I am tired to constantly.. Read More