And out of nowhere, I’m in full on flare mode. Laying on the couch, called out of work, nauseous, achy, absolutely no appetite even though I haven’t really eaten in awhile, wrapped around a pillow because that’s the only thing that feels good right now mode..
Not sure why. I’m no more stressed or upset than normal. (Although it’s kinda sad that I recognize that lately my “normal” has a continual level of stressed and upset.) Maybe it’s just a lot of things catching up with me? Who knows. All I know is that I’m pissed. Effing body. I’M SUPPOSED TO BE THE BOSS OF YOU. I feed you, I clean you, I clothe you, I spend ridiculous amounts of money on medication for you…..this is really damn disrespectful.
RA- you can officially suck it. This is so unfair.