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Family, Friends and Fibromyalgia

Hello Everyone!

The reason I started this blog a year and a half ago was so I could help raise awareness but also so I could get my friends and family to read it to educate them on M.E and Fibro. 

I thought today I would talk about how having an illness like these can effect relationships. Having any sort of change in your life can effect relationships with other people. If thats a change of job or moving home to having any sort of long term illness or losing someone from your life. 

When you suffer from an illness that has no known cause or cure its hard to get support. I’ve always had the constant support of my mum and dad but even they struggled to get their heads around it at first. I think my brother didn't understand at first although he was living down in Hertfordshire at Uni so he didn’t really see how I was until he came home. 
You have to communicate with your family otherwise they won’t know where they stand especially as you share a home with them. The rest of my family took even longer, a few of them understand now but I think its hard to get around the fact that on the outside I look fine and obviously when I see them its the times I’m feeling better. 

My close friends know that I’m not well and listen to me when I talk about it or when I don’t want to. They understand that I can’t stay out as long as them or that drinking alcohol makes my pains worse sometimes. I lost a lot of friends, some just didn’t talk to me and decided that because I can’t go out drinking every other night that I’m not worth their time. It did effect me at first and really bother me but now I just see it as growing up. As you grow up anyway you tend to lose a lot of friends that never really were your closest friends anyway, don’t let the fact that some so called friends aren’t there for you ruin your friendship with those who are. There are also plenty of chances to make new friends in the future anyway. You could also make friends that have M.E/CFS or Fibromyalgia through social media.

Whether you’ve been with someone since before you were ill or you find someone after your diagnosis you have to make sure that they’re someone who understands you and what you’re going through. If they don’t, then there really is no point. 

If anyone, friends or family, don’t understand at first they may take time to get used to everything. You can help and try to tell them about your illness and how it effects you. If they still don’t understand whats going on then they’re not worth your time. 

Take care, i’ll speak to you tomorrow.


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