In The Beginning

In April of 2012 life was going well for me-- I had a good job downtown, saving money, happy, and great social life.  Then came the crash.  My crash.  The first weekend of April I started with a migraine.  Since then I have lost my job, my independence, most of my friends, I live in my parents' basement ( in the dark thus I call myself the "mole woman" ), and of course, in pain. The great news is I have my companion, Ninja Pythagoras, my Schipperke mix always by my side and we are the dynamic duo.   Living in the dark isn't always easy.  As I look at this screen it hurts my eyes but I have wanted to do this for a very long time.  I get lonely here and know there are others out there like me...shout out to my fibro posse out there!! Wooo hoooo!!  **Mental note-- make tee shirts for our new club. My other saving grace is I have an AMAZING family base.  Although I have never been married and Ninja is my only child (hehe), my parents are truly a blessing and my mom is my best friend.  I have one of those close Chicano families where we get together for family gatherings and we are loud and laugh way too much.  I love it!  My siblings are all crazy just like me and I wouldn't have it any other way.  I have just under one million nieces and nephews [you can tell I'm not one for hyperbole  :)  ]  and I adore each and every one of them.

What makes me smile through the pain?  Is she crazy?  Well, I'm not going to lie, slightly.  Part of it is just me, I've been smiling since birth.  I also just have the philosophy that what's the point of complaining?  I have this trial in my life and I have to make the best of it.  I've learned SO MUCH. I've grown from it.  I hate it.  But life goes on and I'm a fighter.