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Hasta la pasta.
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Living with fibromyalgia is waking up every day in conflict with your body. Nothing works as predicted. What was possible yesterday, today may be impossible. The body aches, gets tired, locks and responds as if it's always under attack.
It's a silent war.
No visible wounds, no bleeding, no scans to show the damage. Still, the battle is on all the time. The nervous system remains on constant alert, interpreting common stimulus as a threat and transforming simple movements into pain.
Every action requires negotiation.
Get up, walk, sit, shower, work, rest. Everything has a cost. The body does not keep up with the will, and the mind needs to learn to respect limits that change daily.
The weight is not just physical.
It's emotional, mental, social. It's dealing with the frustration of not recognizing your own body anymore, with the guilt of cancelling plans, with the fear of being seen as exaggerated or weak. It's carrying a pain that no one sees and still has to explain it.
Rest doesn't end war.
Even when standing still the body is still tense Sleep isn't repairing, pain changes places, fatigue persists. There is no such thing as a total truce, only moments of lower intensity.
Nevertheless, moving on takes strength.
Strength to continue despite the pain, to adapt, to survive in a body that does not offer safety. Living with fibromyalgia is learning to exist in the midst of conflict, trying to find balance where the body insists on fighting itself.
It's a daily weight, invisible to the world, but deeply real to those who live this war within.