Joints simply electric. Aware of every muscle. Feel heavier today, Did I wake up on Jupiter? No, just barometric pressure. Each step a chore; Try not to let it show. My mind compensating, Trying to ignore what the brain perceives. By then end of the day I am wasteland. Existence becomes intolerable. It's times like these I forget, That my minds on constant auto pilot. "It's not pain it's pressure" "It's all a misfire" "This isn't real." Without a rested mind, I melt, I burn, I'm plagued by electric waves. Harshly remained of what I daily ignore. Some days I can't do it, Today is one.
I wrote this during a pretty intense flare up. During a time when I was overburdened with many existential factors of life that I could not focus on ignoring the pain - and so - I was harshly reminded about how important it is to my condition to have a healthy mind.