Carrying What You Can't See

This pillar started with fibromyalgia —
the chronic pain, fatigue, and mental fog I carry every day.
But the more I share, the more I realize that addiction and grief belong here too.

This is the part of my story that lives beneath the surface.

Fibromyalgia. Addiction. Fatigue. Triggers. Pain. Grief. Loss.

They don’t show up in selfies.
They don’t get sympathy at the grocery store,
or understanding on the sidelines at your kid’s soccer game.

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They require daily maintenance and quiet strength.
They are constant. They are invisible.
And they’re easy to overlook from the outside.

 

Sometimes I cancel plans.
Sometimes I need more rest.
Sometimes I’m doing everything I can just to stay grounded.
And sometimes, I just want someone to ask me about my mom.

And yet, sometimes I don't want anyone to ask me anything. I just want things to get done.

 

I talk about grief, addiction, and fibromyalgia because they’re part of my invisible landscape —
and because I’m carrying something you can’t see. This pillar is where I make space for the things we carry quietly. The things that shape us without ever being seen.