Just had to call in sick again due to this wonderful thing called Fibromyalgia. I work at an animal shelter and we honestly have too many dogs right now. The last few days there have been waaaay more than I can tolerate physically but managed to pull through. Literally walked over 20k steps yesterday and did 10 miles being pulled and yanked. Don’t get me wrong I’ve always loved what I do but the last year has shown me I cannot do the things I used to do. Robbed of my former self right before my eyes. I sit here ashamed I called in, upset I cannot afford it financially and just embarrassed I have to deal with this. I feel like everyone thinks I’m faking it. Sick of crying, I used to be such a happy hippy. I wish I didn’t have to deal with all this.