RA is a battle. Chronic pain is a battle. It is a constant battle that you always feel just shy of losing. I hurt my shoulder (pretty sure I slept on it wrong) and absolutely nothing has helped it. I got more and more frustrated as the day wore on, and now I can't sleep. With my RA, I am constantly in a varying amount of pain. Some days are wonderful, and I can honestly say that I am virtually (but never completely) pain free. Other days, I can can barely move. Then there are days like today, where I'm already stiff and achy and then you throw a shoulder that is knotted and coiled with terrible jolts of pain like lightning on top of it all, and it becomes that much worse. My shoulder is like a conduit, amplifying the pain that would usually be an inconvenience and making it ten times worse. I'm so frustrated. My RA is, at times, this insurmountable thing ahead of me. It seems like as soon as I make over the top of one mountain, there are three more in front of me. Sometimes my RA seems so much bigger than I am. It's NEVER going to go away. It's as much a part of me as my skin, my blood, my DNA. I'm only 25, and the pain is already so bad I am so afraid to imagine what it will be like in five years, in ten, in twenty. I'm so overwhelmed. This stupid shoulder shouldn't be anything more than a mild frustration, but for me, it's a dam breaking open. I'm just so frustrated. I keep asking, why is this happening to me? And I don't have an answer, because there is no rhyme or reason to any of it. I have RA. It just happens to people, and it happened to me. I am very adamant about sharing my experience with RA and my chronic pain with the world, because I truly believe that somewhere in the future, maybe it will make a difference, to someone, to me. I don't share my experiences like this to gain pity; it's the last thing I want. But I've shared with you all my struggles in the past, and RA is a multifaceted beast. You deserve the chance to see and understand every side. This is RA. It's frustrating and overwhelming and fucking terrifying. Some days I just wish people could spend a day in my body, and experience the pain I do, not because I'd ever wish it on them (I never would), but just so they could understand how SCARED I am. Maybe that makes me selfish. Maybe it's just wishing for solidarity, for understanding, for community. I don't know. RA is a battle. They do not call us RA warriors for nothing. This, too, shall pass. I know that. I have hope and faith that I will someday understand all of this. I'm never giving up.












