What it’s taken from me

I hate living with a chronic pain condition.

It’s tiring. It’s overwhelming. And it’s fucking unfair.

It’s robbed me of so much, and I try so hard to see the positives; see all the stuff I still have; but I’ve just had enough. I’m exhausted from trying to stay positive.

I’m exhausted from trying to live a normal life when my jaw is aching constantly. It hurts to talk. To talk! Basic communication and I can’t even do that.

I’m exhausted from pretending like I’m ok. I’m not ok.

I’ve lost friends, relationships, jobs, hobbies, passions – all because of this pain.

I’ve gained anxiety, depression, weight – all because of this pain.

The negatives just seem to be stacked so tall, the positives don’t even stand a chance of being seen.

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