Endometeriosis

The pain is ruining my life. If one more goddamn MAN tells me it's just "cramps," he's painting a target on his head. I am a person living with chronic pain, and I despise what I am. It's charity if you talk to me, listening to what I can stutter out between waves of agony. I'm watching the little bit of life I had in me, draining out like blood from a mortal wound. I got dressed this morning, and yes, it was a major achievement.
The best part is, I suffer from a mood disorder. Thus, no fucking doctors believe a word I say. It's like, something as  simple as (treated) bipolar disorder washes away all of one's credibility. But, I'm tired of bitching, and my stomach is agonizing. It's a sad day when someone has to live like this for no good reason.