Chronic pain patients are expected to be sick, but never difficult.
Be exhausted, but stay pleasant.
Be scared, but don’t sound anxious.
Explain your pain, but don’t sound emotional.
Ask for help, but don’t ask too firmly.
The moment we show frustration, it can become the story.
Suddenly the focus shifts from what we’re dealing with to whether we’re being “cooperative” enough.
That’s a cruel standard to put on people who are already hurting.
We shouldn’t have to perform perfect calm to deserve to be heard.
Oct 11, 2026 · 9:41 AM UTC
I felt like the most manipulative person when I had to act like it was my worse day even IF I was having one of my better ones... thankfully that wasnt often but after a few doctors said some very...unkind things...it felt safer than the pain of being told that if others "worse off" could push through...i should be able to too...that tormented me for years. Still does on my worser days cause they are still better than others.🫠
Oh, Vic, I’m so sorry you were made to feel that way.
You should never have had to perform your pain or pretend you were having the worst day just to be believed and treated with kindness.
And being told that someone else can push through, so you should be able to too, is such a cruel thing to carry.
A better day doesn’t mean you’re not sick or that your pain isn’t real.
It just means you got a little breathing room.
Sending you so much love. 💜
Yeah, as soon as you get teary eyed, they dump you in the "psych patient" bucket and disregard you completely. 😏
Yep, there are days and moments of time where Mr Nice Guy is just not here. I feel bad when I turn into an absolute monster but sometimes, it's really all I have....
Add a couple more complex "ailments" to the patient history and suddenly the doctor's office acts as if a terrorist just showed up.
Besides being a chronic pain patient I also suffer from childhood onset PTSD stemming from a 5 year ongoing SA relationship with newly adoptive dad. Making things worse, mom thought he was just sick and could be cured with treatment (counseling) and forced us to stay together as a family. Of course he was embarrassed and we had to move away by 1200 miles, leaving my friends, other family and the only support I knew.
PTSD is a real killer untreated, but every time I attempted therapy, it got worse, causing me to get violent or to become suicidal. Every single time, including with new therapists.
I married at 18, again at 21. My second wife gave up her son to try and keep me calm and happy. That just added to my guilt and trapped me into a relationship when I didn't know what I wanted or needed.
The last 2 suicide attempts were very nearly completed, but saved by EMTs in route to the hospital. Pain Management dropped me without any regard to my pain and I had to fight for another to take me on while going through withdrawals.
To bring this back on topic, sorry for such a diversion, when I do stand up for myself, the doctors act as though they are ready to call the police sometimes. I don't yell at them, but I have a deep, authoritive voice and when I'm firm it's commanding. Somehow that is viewed as abusive to them. It's my natural voice and me standing up for myself.
Yeah, I can get emotional. But, I've never hurt anyone other than myself. I've never given anyone reason to believe any different.
Oh how true. My anxiety was up in the Nursing Home after just being in the hospital. Trying to get someone to “understand” my pain and to use “care” when helping me get in bed etc…ARE THEY REALLY CERTIFIED NURSES OR MEDICAL PEOPLE?
My anxiety was nonstop and neither were my tears. That’s a shame. Turns out my Home Health Care is aware of the facility and doesn’t know why they are still opened. The state has gone in and inspected.





























