I’ll have a day when I’m not living in constant pain. Since January my life has been ruled by one constant: the state of my back. It has been quite difficult putting on a brave face every morning as I head into work. I’ve had problems before, but this is pervasive. All day, there isn’t one part of my body that isn’t aching. A slipped disk doesn’t just affect your back, it hurts all over. My head is a cloud of painkillers all day, they don’t do much but at least they take my mind off it. It has affected my mental health as well, there is a clinical link between chronic back pain and depression.
This has been another serious, depressing post, but I’m 21 years old and shouldn’t be feeling this way because of my useless fucking spine.