the wind is pushing me around

It's what I know

X-rays came back normal, which pretty much indicates that I have fibromyalgia. Wanted to be depressed about it, wanted to cry--but then I got over it. I'm tougher than that. I'm smarter than that. It's all about managing it, maintenance, planning, finding the limits. I can do that. I have a great family and great friends; I'm not alone. I'm not helpless. I am loved, and that makes all the difference in the world.

So I'll have to slow down a little. Is that really awful? No, it's not. Fibro is not degenerative; it's incurable, but it's not debilitating. It doesn't have to be debilitating. I'm young, I'm intelligent, and I have pharmaceuticals to help me manage. I have friends and family to help me. I have God.

Okay, so I'm in pain. It's bearable right now. I can keep it there, if I'm smart, and I'm smart. It's all about planning. Maintenance. Making careful choices. I can do that.

The fibro can become a non-issue, if I became adept at its management. I think I can do that.

After all, I'm not alone.