I often hear “you don’t look sick” but the truth is that every day I struggle really hard to pass as normal. I have to rest before going out anywhere and I have to take my pain meds at certain times that are based on each day’s activities. Sometimes I hurt so much and am so tired from trying to act as if I am healthy that I feel like curling up with a blanket and just staying there, but I (usually) hold it in and fight against it. Until I’m behind the closed doors of my home. That’s when I crumble under the weight of the pain that is eating away at my body, day in and day out. So, I don’t look sick you say? Good to know – that obviously you don’t know me at all.