|Oct 22 2012|
I was diagnosed with CPT2 when I was 28. I had 3 kids and 3 jobs and no help. I have always had muscle pain but was told to quit faking and mayeby if I wasnt so chubby I might havemore energy because none of my 10 siblings complained about muscle weakness and pain and then doctors told my parents over and over was that this was all in my head and they encouraged my parents to put me on diets and excercize regularly which only made me more sick. Even as young as 15 I knew that something was wrong with the way my body worked I couldnt explain it or prove it but I knew it. I tried as hard as I could to be as active as my friends I played soccer for years and after a while I knew better than to complain about my muscles because there was no explanation I fully believed that everyone felt the way I did they just didnt complain about it when I was 19 I found myself pregnant and to sick to work the doctors told me my nausea and pain were all apart of the pregnancy experience and I really should have thought about all that before I got pregnant. So I married the first IDIOT that paid any attention to my pregnant self and I have regretted that everyday since. He also believed there was nothing wrong with me and would constantly tell me to quit faking and get up and get the house clean and chase 3 kids under the age of 5 I learned how to cry so quietly because I didnt want anyone to know for fear that they would just tell me NOTHING IS WRONG WITH YOU stop crying.
I used to lay in my daughters room on the floor next to her crib and cry and apologize for the mess I had made otta her life.
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