Blank Space: When Brain Fog Erases Everything (Fibromyalgia version)


Blank Space Fibro stage

 Taylor Swift’s Blank Space is famously about a dramatic, whirlwind romance with a touch of chaos. For me, living with fibromyalgia, the chaos doesn’t come from love — it comes from my own brain. Brain fog is the plot twist nobody warned you about, and suddenly my life feels like a blank space… one I can’t quite fill.


Some days, I walk into a room with purpose, only to pause mid-step, wondering, “Wait… why did I come here?” My intentions are strong, my plans are clear in my mind, but the execution… well, that’s another story. It’s like my brain takes a little vacation without asking. And I can’t help but laugh at the absurdity — because if I didn’t, I’d cry.


Blank Space captures the feeling perfectly: there’s potential, there’s possibility, but there’s also a wild unpredictability. My to-do lists disappear into nothingness, my calendar reminders seem like riddles, and sometimes even my own thoughts slip away like they were never there. Writing something down feels like trying to catch smoke with my bare hands.


Yet, in this chaos, there’s a strange beauty. Fibromyalgia has taught me patience. It’s taught me to pause, to accept that I might not always remember, and to laugh at the little absurdities along the way. Sometimes I even make jokes to myself: “Oops, I just put my coffee in the fridge… again. Classic blank space moment!”


And while my memory and focus might vanish like a blank space, I’ve learned to cherish the moments that stick — the little victories, the bursts of clarity, and even the humor in my own forgetfulness. Because in a life full of invisible struggles, holding onto those moments is everything.


So yes, Taylor, I get it. Blank Space is chaotic, unpredictable, and a little wild — just like my brain on fibromyalgia. But that doesn’t mean I can’t sing along and laugh at the beautiful mess it all creates.

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