Friends I have never met

This is for Judith and others who remember their day of diagnosis. It was posted over a year ago.

Do you remember the day of diagnosis - How did you feel? This is called Friends I have never met.

I still have that piece of paper

With its scribbled word Fibromyalgia

It’s tucked away now crumpled with dried tears

Tears of frustration or grief or relief

I really don’t know.                                                                      

So many years of not knowing the how or why

I felt so ill.

So what of now

Well from that lonely day of diagnosis

When sent away with the words

Be positive how could I be positive

I knew nothing, knew nobody afflicted with the same illness.

I looked around me the sun was shining

How could it shine today of all days did it not know

I watched the world go about its business

It seemed in slow motion

Oblivious to me and my tears

I watched people wander by and it struck me

They too had their trials and tribulations and may or may not

Have an invisible illness

I felt abandoned until

One day I discovered an on line world filled of people like me

Names,  no faces but characters all the same

With kindly words of advice and support

Friendly banter for the good and not so good days

And suddenly I feel alive, understood, appreciated

For I am one of many in a global fibro family.

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