Chronic Pain.
It’s not something you think about in your daily life. In fact if you think about it at all it’s probably to roll your eyes at the perfectly healthy looking person who just got out of a car parked in a handicap spot. Perhaps you even get angry as I find myself doing sometimes. Let’s face it. When a twenty four year old gets out of a little mustang and walks into a supermarket without any obvious issues it pisses a lot of people off. Those spaces are supposed to be for someone with serious issues after all.
Next time you see one of those people stop and think.
I’m just about to turn 29 years old. I’m young and in the prime of my life as far as most of the world population is concerned. However I have chronic pain. I’ll admit that some of it isn’t diagnosed, and some of it has to be due to excess weight, but not all of it. Besides weight I look healthy. Good complexion, straight teeth, bright eyes. I walk just fine most of the time, but it’s all a hoax, a façade that I put on so that the people around me don’t know how much pain I’m really in.
