I hide the pain behind the smile on my face.
The unbearable pain
I keep deep inside.
The horrible, strong feelings
Eating through my flesh
The unforgettable pain
The pain is so strong,
It's like taking a knife
Stabbing and twisting it
Into my flesh.
Fighting the pain
The battle to keep a smile on my face.
Pain eating me away.
I found this poem.....reading it, it spoke to me.
I feel like this every day. Some days are much harder than others.
Especially these last few weeks, as I've struggled to care for myself
'They' say....Love your pain....
I've tried this..I think I've tried everything.
Living with it is hard but I try......try.....to keep a smile on my face.
In public anyway....
To those of you who suffer any sort of pain, you
have my deepest sympathy.
There's no words I can offer will take it away - how I wish there were. Huge *hugs* June xx
I am with Pat. I wish we were both there to help you. I bet sometimes at night once you get Freddie to bed and the dog walked and finally settle down for rest for yourself that you cry yourself to sleep. That's ok if you do.
Bless you both and thank you for your comments. They mean so much to me.
I haven't suffered alot of physical pain since the late 90's, when I had a myriad of joint and muscle pains and chronic migraines. I have, however, suffered YEARS of emotional pain, and for the most part, I have masked the horrendous pain inside with an outgoing personality and a plastic smile. So, I understand what this poem is saying.
Know that I am praying for you today, June. I wish I lived nearby so I could come by to help you.
My love and prayers, June. Some pains we have are not physical and are of other persons' doing. We are studying one of Max Lucado's Life Lessons Bible studies. This week we had 1 Peter 4:12-19, which is on this topic.
You are an amazing woman, June. The kind Helen Reddy sang of: I am Woman, hear me roar! How you can tend your husband's needs in spite of your own pain is an amazing feat. Partly your inner strength and partly God's grace.
Oh dear June
I can hardly imagine a life full of pain.
My mother had constant pain for years with arthritis and I wish I could have controlled that and been able to wave a magic wand to take it away.
I can only say, there will be a time when all your pain and suffering will be wiped away - and you will be in our Father's house.
I will pray for your pain June
Hugs and God Bless You
I am sending you a warm hug. Even though I can't make your physical pain diminish, maybe a hug will make your feel better in your heart.
((((HUG))))s from Jan
Thank you all for your oh so very kind words. I had enough mental pain when I was younger, as you said Faye, of another person's doing.
That took many years to overcome, although not completely. I never considered I would ever have all this physical pain as well.
I had a car accident on ice, the car overturned but I was unhurt. But suddenly all these different complaints started until I was disabled.
Some days I cope, some I am full of self pity and say Why me? In the past I have even considered an overdose.....but no, I couldn't do that to my family, so I buck myself up and with God's help I take one day at a time.
God bless you all my dear friends.
So sorry that you feel that way sometimes. Prayers to you for strength during those hard times. You always seem happy and smiling via blog and you make me smile and look forward to see what art and thing you might share with us each day. Hugs, Kim
We've had several friends who died from cancer. They endured that kind of pain before they died. Their death was unfortunately a blessing for them. We are always with you in spirit, dear June!
June, I can so relate to your pain. Each and every day that comes I sit on the side of my bed and I try to feel grateful that I even awoke to this wondrous world. I say 'try' because, some days, it doesn't seem worth it, eh? But, then, I find that the thoughts of the pain diminish with my welcoming in the new day, new possibilities, new projects. By occupying my mind with so many things, it leaves me little time for the pain. Small comfort, I know, but, this is what I have found to do to cut down on my hopeless feelings.
You are so in my thoughts! I wish you much-needed relief.
The elders say that our tears wash the pus out of our wounds. Be kind to yourself, June and know you are loved.
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