Colleen, thanks for your help getting this going. I can't say that I have peace in my life. This injury has effected every aspect of my being. Since you cannot see my injury its more of a struggle. I've had people (even my employer) say that I'm faking my symptoms. What they don't see and can't understand is the struggle I live every day to be as "normal" as possible. Because of this I try to give a voice to myself and others in this journey. I know I'm not alone in this but yet I don't know where to find others like me.

I still strive to be the "uber-mom" but fall short every day. I think the hardest part of this injury is that I remember how I used to be, and no matter how hard I work at it I just can't get back to that person. So I work on accepting who I am now. I try to read for pleasure and I spend time alone. Those are my coping mechanisms.