One thing about chronic pain is that it’s hard to see. Many times, people don’t exhibit it on the outside. If you look close enough, you may see it etched in the lines of their face, or see it in the way they walk, hold themselves, move around. It’s there but it’s not something that shows a physical scar.
I can still sit here and click a mouse and type a few sentences at a time. I don’t have to completely stop my life and live in the despair of my pain. So when someone says, “Well, you can sit on the computer all day and laugh and joke around, so you seem fine to me. Why can’t you do [enter physical activity here]?”, it is always a challenge to try and explain in a way they’ll understand.
I can joke and smile and still love my friends, family, and life, despite the 24 hour pain. I can play on the computer. I can watch my favorite shows. I can help out someone if my body permits it at a certain time.
It’s no use trying to explain it sometimes, though. Because some people will just never understand. But I don’t blame them. They don’t feel that pain; they don’t understand it because they’ve never felt it, and I just hope they find the patience and understanding some day to look past the outside.