I want those that love me to understand what it feels like to live with pain.
And then there are times when I don’t want to talk about it. Those are the days when I am trying my best to ignore how my body is feeling. As kind as people are trying to be when they ask me how I feel…Sometimes I don’t want to be honest.
I have to focus on the good that God has done in my life because physically…
I’m in my twenties and my body feels like it’s eighty-seven. Nothing works the way it should. I feel the possibilities that God has for my life narrow and dreams disappear.
The pain I’m in is not going to disappear. I may not get better. This could be it.
And on these days I lean on my Heavenly Father for love and support. I’m learning to trust that the plans He has for me are better than what I planned. That what I’m going through is not in vain.
It’s just more of a struggle than I would like to admit.