Thread:4solace/@comment-28482541-20160810012402

I keep a lot to myself. Today I need to vent. Where no one in real life will know.

It gets harder every year. I just plow through willing myself through no matter the consequences. Being chronically ill and in chronic pain but not looking sick is like one huge cruel joke. No one, and I mean no one, understands. You can't unless you too are being robbed of your life. This year it is even harder going back to work, even if it is part time. I am really questioning if I am going to make it. My pain levels have jumped and due to this I am not sleeping more than 3 hrs a night. The added sleep deprivation is of course making it worse.

At least I can play this game for a distraction. It keeps me from crying. It makes me smile to come here and see everyone's progress and occasionally get to chat with someone. It makes me extremely happy when I find someone who needs a hand and I am able to answer a question, gift a collection, or introduce to a friend who can help more than me. I love to cheer everyone on. And, as much as I profess to hate Crashed Plane, it is unbelievably satisfying to blow things up with dynamite! As Betty says, Kaboom! 