Today I again felt the pain of loss thanks to fibro. I lost another friend who simply said that they can’t deal with the drama of fibro. I trust so few people to see how it really affects me. I thought I had a friend I could confide in. A true friend. She couldn’t handle me calling to talk on my really down, depressed days. She couldn’t handle me needing some help on the really bad painful days. My forgetting things thanks to fibro fog was annoying to her. Me talking to her about how scary some of my symptoms were to me was too much. So another friendship is laid to rest. Keeping my invisable illness a secret seems to be the way to go. It gets so lonely and so depressing. In those times I just want to cry and sometimes I do. So I smile, make them think I’m happy. Laugh and say that things are fine. Hide that empty longing deep inside. Don’t ever show it just keep my heart concealed.