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With all the balance I wrote of regarding physical activity, I find myself wondering.

I wonder how I am viewed or how I want to present my abilities (or lack thereof) in public.

Public for me is any place where I interact with people I don’t know, and they don’t know me or my “good” friend, Fibro.

On the one hand, dealing with any activity (walking, standing, and sitting) outside the house, I sometimes need help or “discounts”, so I can be “just like everyone”.

Today is the second time it happened.

Yesterday and today I managed to gather my strength, put on my bandages, pack my electric heating pillow and wobble on with the speed of a tired turtle to my classes. It is quite a shame the teachers couldn’t arrive.

It’s even more of a shame they couldn’t manage to let us know there is no class.

Two days ago I read an article on some Israeli news website. I won’t mention it or link to it because they don’t deserve the publicity.

He wrote about how Fibromyalgia is only diagnosed per the patients’ complaints, which makes it not real.

The writer says because you can go online and learn where the tender spots are and the symptoms, we are all faking it.

I was getting more pissed off with every line I read.

It has been almost a week since I started this blog in English.

I truly enjoy writing in two languages and getting complements about my writing.

(Further to my previous post about confidence, one of the things I was convinced not to be in my basket of talents, was writing)

So thank you, I’m very glad you enjoy reading me.