Vent
I miss my old life more than I can put into words. I miss being a body builder so fucking terribly it hurts me so bad. All I wanted was to train. I used to curl 30 pounds with ease and now I struggle to pick up a liter of soda.
I can’t find a SINGLE doctor (YES even the ones on the “SRS Specialist” website) that will help me. They refuse to diagnose me because nothing showed up on MRI CT or X ray. None of them are experienced or educated.
I’ve seen 7 doctors since last October and have gotten no where besides an injection that made everything worse.
I’m done with the positivity. I’m done. I miss my old life more than I can put into words and I’m so fucking tired of everyone telling me it gets better. Because for me, it won’t. I don’t have money to go traveling out of the tri state area and I’ve seen every single thoracic surgeon I could find online in my state.
Fuck slipping rib syndrome. This has completely ruined my life and taken away my identity. I am nothing but rib pain. That’s who I am. Someone whose chest and ribs hurt