I can relate so well. I can't relate to the pain, but to everything else I can relate to. Well, I get migraines but I'm sure the pain's nothing compared to yours.

I do everything under the sun to please everyone. I get put down all the time because I don't do enough. It's like they take and they take and they take. When I say I'm really tired my dad will tell me I have no clue what tired is. It's like he's invalidating anything I have been through. I hate it. It makes me feel awful.

Then if I say I worked or am tired from something, he tells me I don't know what work is...again, more invalidation, more crappy feelings. He doesn't understand just how much therapy for 6-8 hours a day can drain you. He doesn't know what that's like at all.

Please try to hang in there and be kind to yourself.