At 13 I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. I thought my life was over and that nothing would ever be the same. Now at 17, almost 18, I've learned my life isn't over. I can't change my disease, even though I wish everyday that I could. Living with the pain is so hard. I seem to look at everyday as torture. I have my parents to please, but more importantly myself. I'm still learning how to live with this disease and still be myself. I lost a huge part of myself when I was first diagnosed and I've still have pieces missing. I want to be happy and feel normal again. One day I know I will be myself again, I just have a long road ahead of me.