Pain, everyone feels pain at some point in their lives, whether it be physical or emotional; we all have the ability to feel some kind of pain, it's part of what makes us human.
Sometimes though I wish I couldn't feel pain, not so much the emotional but the physical, when you live with some kind of pain almost everyday of your life, some people might think you get used to it after awhile but you don't. It still hurts each and every time, and it varies, it always varies.
Yet despite the pain, I still get on with my day or my nights, even in times like these when I'm unable to sleep because the pain has been that bad. I don't like people seeing me in pain, when someone sees someone else in pain; they can think that they're fragile or vulnerable or weak, when really they're quite the opposite. To live day in, day out with some kind of physical pain actually shows great strength.
It would be so much easier for me to say, "It hurts, I'm not getting up today." But why do that? What's the point in lying around just so I can feel every twinge, every bite or wave of pain. It's better to get up and try to distract myself from the pain, to try not to let it control me, to fight the urge to scream.
I know my pain but I do not know what kind of pain other's feel, I do not judge other's on their pain, I'm not in their body, I don't know how bad it feels to them and I hope no one judges me on my pain.
Most of the time, no-one knows that I'm in pain; screaming on the inside or thinking inside my head, why does it still freaking hurt? Why complain about what cannot be fixed or (lately it seems) dulled?
Pain is what is, whether we like it or not.
Aura Wintergreen Community Member 
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