Everyone around but no one there

 



Have you ever felt like you have everyone — but when you’re sick in bed, barely able to move, there’s no one?


I’ve had so many of those days lately. Days where my body flares so badly I can’t even make myself food. Days where the pain silences me, and exhaustion steals every ounce of strength I have. And yet, life doesn’t pause.


What makes it even heavier now… is that my husband is sick too.


He’s usually my anchor — the one who notices the small things, the one who never lets me feel alone in this fight. But now, he’s the one lying down, needing care, and I’m the one trying to hold it all together. Cooking, cleaning, checking in on him, pushing my pain aside just to keep things running.


And I’m tired. Tired in ways I can’t even explain. My body is screaming for rest, but there’s no backup. No one knocking on the door with a pot of soup. No one asking, “How are you coping?” No one to say, “Let me take something off your plate.”


I know people mean well. I know life keeps everyone busy. But it hurts — it really hurts — to feel like you’re drowning while everyone else is sailing by. Especially when you know that if roles were reversed, you’d show up without question.


This isn’t just about fibromyalgia. It’s about carrying weight no one sees. It’s about trying to be a caregiver with a body that barely functions. It’s about loving someone deeply, and still feeling overwhelmed because love doesn’t erase illness.


To anyone else going through this — I see you. If you’re trying to take care of someone while you’re falling apart inside, know that your strength is not invisible. Your pain matters, even when it’s quiet. You are doing more than enough, even when it feels like you’re failing.


One day at a time. One deep breath at a time.


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