It hurts… To watch everyone have fun and live their lives. You watch those who treat others like a piece of dirt have fun drinking, working, vacationing, etc. Meanwhile, I sit here and wonder what I did to deserve this.
It hurts… To hear about the struggles of other people and think to yourself you’re being selfish, but really, you just want to live your life to the fullest.
It hurts… To watch people get injured and heal very quickly while you have been struggling to heal for almost two years. You have no resources and have no idea where to turn to ask what’s going on. Surgeon says to just keep doing what I’m doing… But something seems to be aggravating it and I don’t have any idea.
It hurts… To try and eat more of a variety when in the back of your mind you’re tired of doing things for people when nothing is being done for you. Every time I leave a doctor’s office I’m in the same condition.
It hurts… To watch my dog want to run around and play but all I can do is sit and throw his toy. 😦 Poor Elmo.
It hurts… To get my knee drained and feel it has fluid in it the next day. Why is my knee doing this? Anyone…? Please?
It hurts… To put on a fake smile and pretend everything is alright when it is not alright. Not at all.
It hurts… To be 23 years old and feel like the rest of my life is going to be spent on the couch.
It hurts… To have the mindset of “I’m going to beat this!” Then, wake up the next day and things feel worse. You realize you have no idea where to turn or where to start… It’s like a big puzzle.
It hurts… To realize no one is around to care but me.
It hurts… To have plica syndrome.
It hurts… To live.
It hurts… To feel like I did something to deserve all of this but cannot think of what I could have done.
It’s been a bad couple of days… Weeks… Months… YEARS. Ugh, okay I’m done.
If anyone knows any plica experts, let me know.
Little Miss Debbie Downer is out for now!