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Yes, I know they don’t know what’s exactly wrong with me. Yes, I know the premise of the popular TV drama House. No, it isn’t funny to compare me to it.
See, because at the end of their hour, they always have an answer. I don’t. But thanks for playing.
And I would make for a very boring TV show.
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wait… is there another way to spend the weekend?
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Mine must be very bored indeed.
Fibro.
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Of course. Excruciatingly-tight, inflamed muscles and tendons just LOVE when you press, pull, and grind on them to try to loosen them and increase blood flow for healing. And feeling like I have a giant, invisible bruise all over the treated area for days afterward is equally blissful.
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I feel like an awful person because most of the time I get really annoyed every time people complain about pain, whether it be because they’re sick, or they hurt themselves, or anything. I can’t help it though. I’m bitter. No one takes my pain seriously because I don’t complain. It doesn’t mean it isn’t real. If I said something every time I hurt, I’d be crying all day long.
This confession was submitted anonymously.