The Monster

I wanted to explain just in case somebody was reading my Blog and didn't 
understand whom I was talking about when I referred to the Monster...
I have lived with Fibromyaliga for over 24 years now and it has affected every part of ME.
Fibromyalgia is a Monster to me!

I personally see no other name to call it...
A Monster is as a Monster does!  This is my motto....
I suffer greatly at times by the hand of an invisible Monster...

I call it a Monster because it is!

I have days I am scared to death that the Monster is never going to let me feel better.
I have days I wait to see if the Monster is going to make me hurt more than I already do.
I have days the Monster plays hide n seek with the pain.
I have days the Monster causes me mood swings that I start to become the Monster.
I have days I look like the Monster.

Fibromyalgia is a Monster! 

P.S.   I wanted to add the Monster has no remorse!


  1. Fibromyalgia is like a box of chocolates. Melted chocolates. You never know what you are going to get. Sometimes its the moodies I wake up to where everything makes me crabby. Sometimes its the Flu that lasts all day, feverish, sore throat aching all over. And sometimes its just pure pain everywhere and anywhere. Today my chocolate settled around my hips. (that is exactly where chocolate would go too.) Its very hard to walk today.

  2. I hear U on this! I HATE the moodies :)))))