I have a disease which means I am in constant pain. It varies from pain to terrible pain. I am in the middle of a particularly bad patch and find myself struggling to remember my life that was not consumed by pain and I wonder if everyone wouldn't be better off living their lives without me. I am so worn down within days s the day in day out struggle. Just standing up is an ordeal. It's such a selfish way to think and I am ashamed to think it but it keeps coming into my mind.