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Abnormal Knee Pain and Epididymitis
By: Sara Yy
Tags: Epididymitis, Herbal, Pain

Epididymitis is a common male disease. Chronic epididymitis is more common than acute epididymitis, which scenario is brought on by slowed treatment inside the severe phase, and the majority of constant people have zero history of severe episodes.

There are numerous signs of chronic epididymitis, as well as the discomfort site is not repaired. Some people could have scrotal ache, tumble bilge feeling. One other sufferers might have local soreness, dropping distension, or scrotal discomfort. The discomfort produced may radiate on the lower stomach along with the groin on the same aspect.

The individual may have ache with the basic of the thigh or perhaps the reduced belly, and joint pain may also happen. It can occur in one side or either side, and signs may differ from moderate ache, irregular pain to extreme and persistent soreness.

Inside the examination of persistent epididymitis, you are able to contact the epididymis with gentle puffiness, solidifying, and induration, community lighting pain, thickening in the ureter on the same aspect, there are usually intense attacks.

Because epididymitis is definitely an contagious condition, it really is nearly impossible because of it to go away normally. If epididymitis is just not dealt with over time, it can kind fibrosis or nearby abscess, that features a awful influence on prognosis. Consequently, individuals with epididymitis ought to be dealt with within a standard healthcare facility as early as possible.

If it is acute bacterial epididymitis, antibiotics could be selected for therapy in accordance with pee culture and medication level of sensitivity examination. If the result from the conventional medication is not very good, we can pick the conservative holistic treatments Diuretic and Anti-inflammatory Pill.

On the one hand, it can get rid of the pathogens that induce the pathological adjustments in the epididymis, successfully sterilize and remove irritation. However, it can effectively remove the puffiness discomfort and pain of testis and epididymis, getting rid of pain of urethra, reduce the pain signs of urethral mucosa.

Due to great occurrence and recurrence rate of epididymitis, males must also take note of steering clear of hot and annoying foods to advertise the rehabilitation.
Secrets of the past
By: Christina Snow
Tags: Love, Pain, Poetry On Medium, Self Love

Secrets of the past

Running from it all

Just want to forget what I remember

Want to remember so much of the good

Wondering what I’m doing

Wondering

Wishing

Falling

Hoping

Just want to run away from it all

Feeling

Dreaming

Hiding

Thinking

Barely holding it together

All I can do is hide the pain

All I can see in the mirror

All I can see is the past

All I can feel is regret

I feel guilt

Regret

Guilt

Feeling like it’s all my fault

Can’t fight it much longer

Don’t know how much more I can take

It’s been hidden for so long

All I can do is hide the pain

Hide it all

Hide from everyone I love

Hiding

Crying

Secrets

Just can’t fight much longer

Can’t hold it in

But can’t get the tears to come out

Can’t stop the feeling

Hurting feels like the only answer

It feels like I’ll be hurting forever

All I feel is constant pain

Remembering the past

Forgetting everything

Can’t dream without having a nightmare

Just want to feel okay

Just tired of these feelings

Tired of this pain

Just want happy dreams

Just want to stop feeling the pain

The hurt in my soul
A wonderful story on pain & pleasure.
By: Dr. Preeti Singh
Tags: Pain

Tony’s technique is exceptional. It pushes you to tune your behavior so you can take prompt action. And that helps in killing procrastination.
A Fact To Face.
By: Deeper Meaning
Tags: Between The Lines, Pain, Honesty, Deep Thoughts, Jealousy

I’m jealous.

Jealous of how she gets to place her hand on your soft skin,

And how she makes you feel like you win.

Jealous of how she makes your heart smile,

A feeling as though she stabbed to kill.

Jealous that she means to you,

What i inevitably never will.

-someone who sees things for what they are
How can You Tell If Knee Pain is Caused by Epididymitis?
By: Amanda Chou
Tags: Epididymitis, Herbal Medicine, Pain

Epididymitis is common in clinic, generally occurs in young and middle-aged people. Chronic epididymitis is much more typical than intense epididymitis, which condition is caused by postponed treatment in the severe point, and the majority of constant individuals have zero past of acute attacks.

There are a variety of signs and symptoms of chronic epididymitis, as well as the ache site is not set. Some people could possibly have scrotal ache, drop bilge sensing. Another sufferers could have nearby soreness, sliding distension, or scrotal discomfort. The discomfort made may radiate on the lower stomach and the genitals on the same side.

The individual could possibly have pain in the root of your thigh or perhaps the reduce abdominal area, and joint discomfort can also come about. It could happen using one side or either side, and symptoms may differ from minor discomfort, irregular discomfort to severe and prolonged ache.

In the examination of constant epididymitis, you may effect the epididymis with moderate inflammation, solidifying, and induration, community light-weight tenderness, thickening from the ureter on the very same side, there are usually acute strikes.

Simply because epididymitis is an transmittable illness, it can be extremely difficult for doing it to disappear in a natural way. If epididymitis is not taken care of over time, it may develop fibrosis or community abscess, that has a awful impact on diagnosis. Consequently, individuals with epididymitis should be dealt with in a normal medical center as quickly as possible.

If it is acute bacterial epididymitis, vulnerable anti-biotics can be selected for therapy according to urine traditions and medicine susceptibility examination. In the event the outcome of your conventional medication is not great, we can choose the conservative organic treatments Diuretic and Anti-inflammatory Pill.

On the one hand, it can eliminate the pathogens that induce the pathological adjustments from the epididymis, effectively sterilize and eradicate irritation. On the flip side, it might successfully get rid of the puffiness discomfort and pain of testis and epididymis, burning up soreness of urethra, ease the pain signs and symptoms of urethral mucosa.

As a result of great chance and recurrence price of epididymitis, males must also pay attention to steering clear of spicy and aggravating foods to market the healing.
I Am Not a Victim of Rape
Tags: Rape, Pain, Trigger Warning, Poetry

I do not know what it feels like to have survived a rape attack. I have not experienced what I can only imagine to be the worst possible feeling that a person could ever be put through. I do not reserve the right to speak on behalf of these women and these men who have been violated in the most malicious of ways. I have never been made to stand, vulnerable, before a court of law to retell the horrors of my past.

Though I do not reserve the right to call myself a victim of rape, I empathize with the fear of these warriors and their horrific stories all too well. I know the feeling of being frozen, a living statue in your own body. I know the sensation of fear that floods your body, when unwelcomed hands catch you by surprise. The lump in your throat when your vocal chords betray your mind and you find yourself mumbling “sure” when you mean to scream “stop”. The glossy eyed terror of looking of at the figure, leaning into your skin and seeing, no longer a man you love, but a monster you never thought real.

It is true that I cannot, by definition, consider myself to be one with these women of war, but I feel what they feel so deeply and so purely, that I do not know how to call it anything else…
My Christmas Message [audio]
By: Jason Mcknight
Tags: Pain, Sadness, Hope, Christmas

This year has been tough for so many. No one seems to have been spared at least a little pain. The hardest part is finding the way forward when all you can see is fear and pain.
It Hurt Me
By: Nitzy Rodriguez
Tags: Poem, Pain, Simple, Hurt, Sad

by N.A.R.P

I was bleeding,

It was an inner pain,

I took a Tylenol pill so that I felt better,

It didn’t work, the pain was there, still there…

I was so desperate that I couldn’t look at my phone,

I used to search up stuff,

tips to make me feel better,

I needed to forget you,

This time I had piles of reasons,

Nothing helped me get better but I needed that,

I needed to let that fairytale go,

I needed to forget that stupidity that became a storm in the middle of my rainbow.

I felt replaced but even that thought is stupid, how can I feel replaced if I was never yours? but then why do I feel like this if you were never mine?
Love Ep. 1: The Spine-Chilling Adventure
Tags: Pain, Scary, Love, Friendship, Happiness

When I first met my boyfriend, I didn’t even notice him really, I actually noticed his friend first. Then I just happened to go on a group trip with him and his friends and my best friend, and I noticed how cute he was then. I really got to know him over that trip, but when we started dating when things got a little different.

It took me a whole year of mixing friendship and relationship to fall in love with this guy. I didn’t even noticed it happening until I had a talk with him. I felt my heart almost grow in size when I told him how in love with him I was. Then I started to cry, it’s such a scary idea that I could just lose him at any point. Either through death, or what if he just doesn’t want me anymore? I have to remind myself to stay in the present moment.

Right now: he’s dating me, and only me. He cares and has love for me, and only me. That is all I need to know.

The one mistake I’ve seen most couples make is the expectation that they’ll stay together forever. Honestly that has been the downfall as well has the most painful part of most relationships that I’ve seen fail. I chose to not make that mistake, as best I could, so I keep things in the present tense.

I try to knock down any thought that says “One day you’ll marry him. One day you guys will be in a house together with kids. One day…” Which trying not to think that way is impossible. Though replacing it with present tense life: not too difficult. Honestly the hardest part is when I see the fake engagement ring that I got to keep away creeps at my job. When I see the engagement ring, sometimes I just pretend it’s real, I give myself the fantasy so I could live like that for just a moment. For a moment, I’m engaged and marrying the man I love.

But for now he is dating me, he wants me, he cares about me, and that is all I need to know.

The song vibe right now: Honeybee | The Head and the Heart | Lyrics ☾☀
The Debris of My Soul
By: Wallis May Streete
Tags: Pain, Loss, Sadness, Loneliness, Quotes

The Debris of My Soul

Picture by: Paola Chaaya on Unsplash

My silent tears embody beauty and pain,

They sail tragically across the moon and skies,

Inviting dreams to die and turn to dust,

Solitude dresses the night with vulnerability,

My broken heart is frail. and weak,

I cannot rescue the stars from their ultimate

fate. The light will soon collapse, and darkness

will settle amongst the debris of my soul.
Undefined
By: Indira Reddy
Tags: Pain, Life, Life Lessons, Depression, Poetry

Luck’s collaboration with Time

strews defining moments

haphazardly

acid rain dissolving

carefully crafted psyches

where there’s disassembly

there’s hope for renewal…

we pray so

everything crossed, cramping

from this unaccustomed contortion

bitter desperation, a yearning

to salvage something, anything

as proof that the past was worth it

fragile flesh though gives the lie,

melts away from grasping hands

keening with loss at the crossroads,

perchance to find consolation in memories,

more likely to leave that wound gaping

a constant dirge burdening the air

incessant pain demands full attention

life seeps out with every heaving breath

unnoticed, mistaken for a sob

’til the world itself seems friable

despair settles, a suffocating fur coat,

slowly head bows in resignation

too much was felt to feel anything again

blankness is the only refuge…

will there ever be light again?
I feel powerless.
By: Amandine Lussiez
Tags: Pain, Life, Power, Death, Reflections

I feel powerless.

I feel powerless as I know that I will never be able to control fully my life. All the emotions I feel, all the events I come across and all the pain I go through… emanate from things I have no power over. They are the result of what and who I am surrounded by.

I don’t know those people. I don’t know this hurricane. Yet no matter how foreign I am from and to them, they still have more control over my life than I will ever have. This is scary, petrifying, nerve-racking. The realization of that smallness is so ugly.

The relief some get, after realizing their life isn’t fully theirs, is the power they have over other people lives. As if the only way to protect yourself was to control others, to dominate in a world where you can be dominated oh-so easily.

I believe the world finds two main types of people. Those who dominate in fear of being powerless, and those who let themselves be powerless as there is no other way to get through life. In the second category, you find once again different ways of acting. Whereas some individuals will just let others have as much control as they need to fulfill they’re need of feeling tall, most will navigate life in a cautious way. Carefully observing while knowing quite well that at any instant the joy or the suffering could begin or come to an end.

It’s difficult to accept truths. But I am starting to get better at it. I find strength in the fact that I can’t know what to expect from life but that I will always navigate through it with my values. I don’t get to choose how it will go, nonetheless I get to choose how I will live it.

I feel powerful. Today.

A.L.
douleur
Tags: Pain, Two Faced People

if you wanted me gone you could’ve asked.

i would’ve walked away.

all it took was honesty.

honesty,

trust,

& venerability.

such peculiar things in life.

it’s one person against the next

& so on.

all you had to do was say the words,

“we don’t want you here”

“we don’t care about you”

“you don’t belong here”

& i would’ve left

but no.

you put on a mask

to hide how you truly felt.

i could hear the whispers,

loud & clear.

but alas i ignored them.

thinking it was just my trust issues coming in for their spotlight.

but no,

they were right.

you never liked my presence.

but don’t you worry,

because i don’t like it either.

-a.f
A Day in the Life of Anxiety, Arthritis, and Writing
By: Agents Of Change
Tags: Health, Pain, Anxiety, Writing, Mental Health

CM: Give me a snapshot into a day in your life.

SF: Weather, diet, and sleep affect my body, as does the stress of everyday life. I plan my schedule around the weather. Rainy days will usually find me at home as do cold days in winter. I’ve given myself permission to listen to my body and respond without worrying about what others think.

Lack of sleep can trigger anxiety and also make my pain levels rise, so I try to ignore an alarm clock and give my body the sleep that it needs.

I tend to work in different positions: sitting at a desk, in a comfortable chair with my feet up, or even in bed. I go where it feels comfortable. My laptop is my best friend. Having a flexible schedule and career as a writer has made that easier.

I’ve learned to stop apologizing for myself. I’m the only one that can live my life. I have to do what is best for me and my family, which is making sure that I am healthy and productive at home before meeting the social needs of others. {Love the boundaries Stephanie is setting here. Sounds like these are the result of some hard-fought battles}

I am sure you have some days where an event or deadline cannot be moved, but you don’t have the energy/health to push through.
7 best natural ways to avoid period cramps
Tags: Menstrual Cramps, Naturalways, Pain, Periods, Relief

HiHiHi welcome to the article.Dealing with the period cramps is the most painful situation for most of the menstruated women.luckily there are many ways to get releif from period cramps.In this article iam going to tell you 7 best natural ways to avoid period cramps.

DRINKING MORE WATER

Drinking more water helps in reducing bloating during periods.moreover,drinking hot water is more beneficial during periods.It increases the bloodflow of your body and relaxes your muscles.This will help in reducing the period cramps.

HAVING HERBAL TEAS

Drinking herbal teas like funnel,chammolie,ginger is a natural way to get releif from period cramps.Having herbal teas also gives you a fresh feeling.

MAINTAING A HEALTHY DIET

Intake of bad and unhealthy foods can increase menstrual cramps because they cause nutritional deficiencies.Your diet is one of the key to painless periods.Avoid taking sugary foods.Eat lots of anti-inflammatory foods like tomatoes,cherries,bell pepper,squash,blue berries.

A case study involving 33 women with menstrual pains showed that the 33 women had less pains when they took a low-fat healthy diet.Another study showed that women who took organic diary had less menstrual pains.

APPLYING HEAT

Applying heat on the lower abdomen is the easiest way to control menstrual cramps.Heat helps in relaxing the contracting muscles in uterus.Generally period cramps occur when your uterus contract to shed the uterine linning.

EXERCISE

Doing excercise releases endorphins.Which reduces pain,relaxes your muscles and make you feel happy.Fifteen minutes of yoga,light stretching ,walking helps you to feel better during periods.

REDUCE STRESS

Stress will make period cramps more worse.By using the stress releif techniques like meditation,yoga,taking deep breaths or your own way to reduce stess the period cramps will be reduced for some extent.

TRYING MASSAGE THERAPY

Massage may reduce the uterine contractions by relaxing the uterus.During periods massage therapy should mainly focus on abdominal area.One study found that massage therapy reduced menstrual pain in women with endometriosis.
Insulated Cocoon
By: Alex Mcvean
Tags: Addiction, Pain, Life, Nihilism, Loneliness

I am​

I was born in a hospital, somewhere in rural nowhere, or perhaps a town, even a city. I first saw light in a sterile room, it’s incumbents following procedure. A heirarchy or doctors, nurses, patients, visitors. Then there was me. I was the both the main draw and the last in line in this birthing procedure. I’m the smallest of man, and I’m screaming for air and crying to go back there. Back there, to my insulated cocoon. Back where it’s warm and all my needs are met. A cry for total dependence.

I continued into my childhood and adolescence, those years are a blur.

I’m an adult now in my own home. A humble room rental with other people in some inner city project – Or maybe I own an estate, an isolate on the peninsula of Florida’s state. Regardless, I spend most of my time in a single room. The room I am most comfortable in. But grime builds over time in every sense. A hierarchy even larger dominates my every permeable body from the largest of governments, secret societies, corporations, down the province or states and all the way to the smart phone I cling so dearly onto as a cyborg.

There I am down at the bottom holding my phone. Tapping out into digital space I reach out to all the people I’ve never met or barely see in person. I’m screaming for clean – unpolluted air. I’m screaming for companionship. I’m screaming for somewhere to get out. Most of all I’m screaming to go back there, as far back as I can. I have nostalgic dreams of a better time, disparate waves of fond memories propping me up while I reminisce in my insulated cocoon with total dependence.

My lungs are full of smoke and toxins. In this place where it’s warm and all my needs are met, I intoxicate myself with a great fervor usually meant for the most passionate of lovers. I’m living in a dream and my every permeable body is now wearing out. Tick by tick of the clock I’m slowly wearing into this husk, a ghoulish version of myself. I look away from this because all I believe in is the toxins I consume, this crystal meth.

I will die in a hospital if I’m lucky, somewhere in rural nowhere, or perhaps a town, even a city. My last living light will then be in a sterile room, if I’m even physically able to see or mentally able to perceive what’s there. A hierarchy of doctors, nurses, and visitors like my abandoned family. My family and my friends with whom we’ve both spread oblong, or squared off heatedly into separate directions due to my vagrancy. Then there’s me again, at the bottom of the pillar. Again at the bottom in total dependence.

In my end of ends I will probably be crying. Crying to go back there, to where I was before this life. Somewhere in the abyss that precedes, follows, and foregoes life. A place where there is no hierarchy, no authority over me, no grime, no pain. Nothing. Back again in my insulated cocoon, where nothing exists, I have no body to warm, no needs to meet. My needs will be met in death, independent of existence whether that continues or not.
LEFT ME FOR DEAD.
By: Tosin Omokurolue
Tags: Pain

LEFT ME FOR DEAD.

The pain started from my back and then it felt like a knife went through my heart. It felt like you kept twisting the knife, till my heart bled out, it felt like you wanted me to die.

So it was you, you picked up the knife and then you cut me in two.

It wasn’t the situation that hurt me the most, it was the fact that you put me in the situation on purpose,that made the wound fatal.

The fact that you twisted the knife and intended to kill me.

You did this, you killed her, you killed our baby.

They warned you right? But you decided not to listen, she was growing inside you, she could have been a beautiful girl. But you killed her. You’re a murderer. Yes that’s what you are.

I won’t kill you. You would live with that wound for the rest of your life. The wound that will never heal. How could you lose the baby again? Another miscarriage. You’ve killed me.
I May Have an MA in Philosophy
By: J.D. Harms
Tags: Pain, Suffering, Blogging, Thinking, Reflections

I remember after my dad died, one of my mother’s friends lost a beloved dog. Though you can’t compare a dog death to that of a person, my mother later shared with me: The best way to deal with death is to live a good life.

That was sufficiently profound when I was twelve, thirteen. Now I look at that and go, what the Hel does that mean? I think now of Derrida: (heavily/inaccurately paraphrased) death isn’t the opposite of life, it is its goal. Or something to that effect (forgive me for not opening up The Gift of Death, but it isn’t my intention to be too academic here, title notwithstanding). This seems to make more sense to me: ultimately, all the things we want to accomplish, be, do in this life is thrust against a horizon that inevitably includes a death.

Does the same hold true for suffering? Is the possibility of suffering what actually awards the “good” things in life with exceptional flavour? Or maybe, it’s simply the idea that you’ve got some time: what are you going to do with it? Deciding that might open up a whole world.
African American Living with Ankylosing Spondylitis: An Autoimmune Disease
Tags: Pain, Auto, Autoimmune Disease, Arthritis, Disease

I was 16 years old when I started having terrible back pain. After 10 years of countless doctor appointments, different prescriptions and back injections I was finally diagnosed. I checked every box for Ankylosing Spondylitis. Never heard of it? I hadn’t either. Ankylosing Spondylitis typically causes inflammation and arthritis in the spine and joints. Of course, the severity of the disease depends on the individual. I’m a female and was told that it’s usually more severe in males.

How bad is it for me? Winter is usually my worst time of year. Due to the colder temperature, I become more stiff and experience way more pain. There are days when I wake up and know that I’m not going anywhere. On those days, making it to the bathroom feels like running a mini marathon. At my best, I don’t feel anything. That being said, at any point in time (even on my best day) you can press on my low back and I will feel instant pain. Bummer right?

My social life in my teens and in my 20s was hard to navigate. At that point in time, I had no diagnosis and wasn’t taking the right medication. I couldn’t do what my friends did. I was in so much pain that I couldn’t workout, go dancing or go see a concert in a venue that was standing room only. Thankfully, I now have a diagnosis and take medicine daily. I’m able to do alot more and be more active. I try to workout a couple times a week, eat healthy and take vitamins. I also try to include things that are said to help lower inflammation like turmeric. Nothing works 100%. That’s the thing about having an autoimmune disease. You will always have good days, okay days and bad days.
Peanut Butter Did a Number on My Digestive System
By: Abishek H
Tags: Health, Lifestyle, Pain, Anal Fissure, Digestion

It all started a couple of days before Diwali when I decided to precariously indulge in one of India’s self-proclaimed, bourgeois delicacies: Cup Noodles. And no, I wasn’t influenced by Ichiraku Ramen.

At the expense of dinner, I gulped down two whole cups that night and crashed out on the bed.

The next day, I went about the first half at work, with ease, completely oblivious to the impending complications that would keep me sealed to the toilet seat for nearly a month.

Half-past lunch, I sat down at my desk, stoically typing away at the keys of my laptop. It barged in uninvited, a daily visitor. Paying heed to its request, I got up and rushed to the toilet.

I don’t know about you, but I love a good dump. It helps me cleanse much more than just my stomach, a real stressbuster.

An hour later, the good moments reoccurred, not once, but several times. Seven episodes in, and I called it a day!

Diarrhea makes me feel super exhausted. Though, a good night’s rest would drive away the fatigue. But that day was different. It was accompanied by an unbearable, throbbing pain searing through the anal cavity. I could easily compare it to skin being ruptured by barbed wire.

I was still in the office, and it was too painful for me to not speak of it. Taking the advice of my colleagues, I took a stroll down the street to the coconut vendor. The tender coconut water took me off the pain wave for a while. Even so, I knew it would somehow return.

Consulting Dr. Google and the Tremors of Defecation

The next morning, I woke up anew.

Like every other day, I went to the loo to finish my deed. As I was beginning to pass stools, I was jolted forwards by the pain that had returned. I cursed myself out as I continued to remain seated. Every bowel movement would beckon insufferable pain.

My hands stiff, I held on to my knees as firmly as I could. Grinding my teeth, I tried every bodily gesture that would signal the slightest relief from the violent convulsions. It was something I had never experienced before, and I loathed it.

Out of the bathroom, I leaped onto my bed, gasping for breath. My entire body turned reddish. Somehow, I struggled myself out of the room to get on with the day. I decided not to skip work.

The pain was ever-present, and it would last for about five hours after a bowel movement. My gait was that of a senile man. Every passerby would notice me falter, for I couldn’t even bring myself to act as if nothing had happened.

The funny part was watching people pull their masks back up, thinking I was stricken by the infamous Coronavirus disease.

Going to the toilet was a nightmare. Sometimes, I would try to turn my back on nature but to no avail.

It slowly developed into a vicious cycle. Every morning, the pain would start in the toilet, lasting throughout the day, and slowly subsiding with sunset.
Hiding The Pain
By: Zechariah Eades
Tags: God, Love, Pain, Jesus

As a community, why do we try to hide our problems from the people that care about us? If they care about you and you know they care about you, why do you keep thinking that they won’t want to listen to your problems? If you don’t say anything to them, they will not know what is going on. They can’t read your mind. Even though that would be cool, they can’t. We have to bring the things that bother us out into the light and tell them what is going on to figure out how to get help. And you’re right, it’s scary, and you might not have the words, but you need to do something, and the answer to how you will do it is by putting it in the light of God for them to see.

For God says In John 3:19–21,

And this is the judgment: the light has come into the world, and people loved the darkness rather than the light because their works were evil. For everyone who does wicked things hates the light and does not come to the light, lest his works should be exposed. But whoever does what is true comes to the light, so that it may be clearly seen that his works have been carried out in God. (Bible ESV)

This verse states that you do wicked things because you hate the light. But why is it that we hate the light? As humans, we hate the light because when we bring everything out into the spotlight, everyone can see what’s wrong with us. But this verse also states that whoever does what is true comes to light, and when they do to is shown that they are doing it for God. So that means we can’t hide in the dark and be with God at the same time. We have to bring our problems into the light to show God that way. We can see what to do to help the situation and so that God can show us the way to do our works for him and his people, not ourselves.

Pray this before leaving.

God, I know that I am messed up, I have some things in the dark that are hurting me, and I need your help. Help me bring these things into the light so that I can be true in my ways and follow you better. I love you forever and always.

AMEN
To be yours
By: Cherifa Karim
Tags: Romance, Pain, Letters, Love, Heartbreak

Can we let our souls wander across the fields of flowers while our bodies lie on grass. let me feel your sweatshirt rub against my cheek while you sing a song. Listening to the birds chirping around us as you match your vocals with them, i look at your lips. they’re soft. perfectly shaped. Bottom lip being slightly larger than the upper one, curved faultlessly. Your laughter ringing in my ears,the sound of you never leaves, it’s heavenly beautiful. As we watch the sun rise from the horizon, our eyes meet. Your fingers are touching mine, softly we hold onto each other’s hands, promising to never let go. I feel the blood pumping in your veins going back through your forearms from your palms ..it’s nice.

Your hands, they were always thick and strong yet gentle and soft to touch. Observe how the colors of the sky change and blend into each other, creating a contrast almost as pulchritudinous as you. The light weighted clouds space away from the sunshine, creating a path for it to fall upon your slightly red-rimmed eyes. To a pool of honey they turn. Your pitch black eyelashes nudge each other, covering your down turned eyes. I gaze, at the holder of my heart. as the comfort of you sinks into my body, my hand reaches your face, caressing your sun-kissed cheeks down to your pugnacious, clean-shaved jaw. A look at your scars, they’re crooked pink, almost non visible. I like them. tilting your head and i feel your nose brushing smoothly against mine. Upturned and flared, a bit reddish. Winter would always make it seem like you’re blushing. A mark, a beauty mark, halfway between your eye and your cheek bone.

It’s funny, i never knew i could love someone so much.

So i hold onto you. placing your head on my chest as i run my fingers through your dark luxuriant hair. I can feel you smile, it makes me happy. I hold on.
Doubt
By: Connie Song
Tags: Pain, Isolation, Loose Words, Poetry, Doubt

Broken. Interrupted. Incomplete. Stop.

Enough.

Maybe life should be filled with more gratifying karma.

I tell myself to dump the guilt, trash the doubt,

breathe fire to the naked mashed moonlight

and let a million stars venture out

to play with monsters in the dark.

I’ve come to see that when I say

I’m OK, how are you — it’s automatic reflex talking,

my brain’s feng shui shuts out

the flow of space and time punctuated

with flatlined inflection,

without blinking or batting an eye,

I know I don’t need to let doors or floodgates open,

my windshield wiper mind sputters and spills everywhere in overdrive,

climbing walls and getting lost in stomping out the noise instead of listening to the wind,

and a sublimated primal scream

inaudibly tries to muffle pain,

that hides beneath misshapen shadows

collapsed under

purple skies,

MRI’s,

bruised delicate selfish lies,

that grow weary of empty pews chasing clouds

and clearing snow,

with double-layered armor on,

but the fly’s in the ointment,

perhaps painted in the stars,

maybe it’s the doubt that makes me strong enough

to break the silence of my soul.
Can’t get the tears to flow Barely holding it together Just want to go back in time So scared for the future now Just want to feel okay Just want you to feel okay Just want to wake up from this…
By: Christina Snow
Tags: Love, Pain, Poetry

Can’t get the tears to flow

Barely holding it together

Just want to go back in time

So scared for the future now

Just want to feel okay

Just want you to feel okay

Just want to wake up from this nightmare

Laughing because I don’t want to cry

Dealing with the horrors in my mind

Can’t stand the pain

Love

Pain

Tears

What do I do?

You’re my best friend

I’m so scared of losing you

I’m so scared of not seeing you

I’m so scared of not talking to you

I need you in my life

You’re my heart

I know we haven’t always gotten along

But you’re everything to me

I can’t handle losing you right now

Not now, not ever
Heavy
By: Varity Mobley
Tags: Pain, Love, Depression, Love Hurts, Carrying Burdens

I know how

To fake a smile.

Been a long time since I didn’t,

Unless something funny happened, but

That’s different.

I know how

To fight my tears,

To go numb like no one’s home,

My emotion so far gone

That I don’t know how to feel something

Even if I wanted to.

I know how to carry my burdens alone

In circles until my feet sink,

So that when I take my tender hands away,

The burdens are trapped in the dirt so I can just

Dig them up later when

The depression arrives with a friendly,

“Guess who’s back!”

And buries me instead of them.

But I don’t know how to do this.

How to cope with involuntarily smiles.

And when the smiles disappear, then comes the question,

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t lie to me…I know you.”

What do I do with that?

A knife of truth slices open my lips.

I’m allowed to feel, to cry?

This is that thing, isn’t it?

That thing that breaks windows and dams and walls

That hold back heavy secrets.

The thing that tears out false stitches of unhealed skin

So it can heal for real again.

Love. Yeah, I remember now.

Ugh, I’m sorry.

I didn’t mean to do this.

No more being buried by these burdens.

I guess we have to share and hold them.

My hands are bleeding.

Yours are, too.
Flirting with death So much pain from the past The present hurts Hoping the future stops the pain All I can do is cry All I can feel is pain All I can hear are the voices All I can see is what isn’t…
By: Christina Snow
Tags: Pain, Hallucinations, Love, Nightmare, Poetry

Flirting with death

So much pain from the past

The present hurts

Hoping the future stops the pain

All I can do is cry

All I can feel is pain

All I can hear are the voices

All I can see is what isn’t there

Hoping to belong somewhere

Wanting to stop the pain

Just want to forget the past

Just want to have a brighter future

Just want to remember the good times

Just want to hold on to my good dreams

All I can feel is more pain

More nightmares

Don’t want to forget what I already have

Don’t want to stop happy thoughts

But these meds make me feel numb

Still have more bad days than good

Don’t really have an escape

Can’t stand the numbness

Can’t stop the pain

Just want to know what to do

What to do to bring the happiness back
SO THE PAIN WASN’T GONE
Tags: Africa, Pain, Revolution

So the pain wasn’t entirely gone Coming out of our African maternity over and over again. The Roots seems so deep rooted So strong bound that no prayer failed to erase

It surpasses all understanding that we can confidently ruin our own For the revenge the revenge that we never took At the real perpetrators

Deep down in your hearts Find a place to understand That Africa belongs to Africans . The pain will never fade, if we fail to see the The sweetness of unity and love.
Overnight delivery of Tramadol is scam or Real
Tags: Joint Pain, Back Pain, Pain, Chronic Illness

Tramadol is a synthetic opioid drug sold under the brand name Ultram. Tramadol is prescribed by doctors for mild to moderate narcotic pain which brings quick relief to the patient. Tramadol is the best alternative to narcotic drugs.

However, though declared as a controlled substance by FDA, tramadol is still addictive in nature; hence if you run out of stock, you would need to refill it in no time. When the urge is high then can Tramadol get delivered by the same or next day? Let’s find out.

Since obtaining the drug was easy, and considering the rate of abuse, with not much alarm rose against it, the generic version of the drug came into existence. The generic version of Tramadol became cheap and widely available in the USA.

With the advent of online sales and usage of online payment methods, it has become far easier to reach the doorstep faster, because by now it has become the most prescribed medicine for moderate pain relief. See More
21.12.2020
By: Lara Bel
Tags: Dreams, Emotions, Pain

21.12.2020

Today I woke up to give my mother a hug goodbye as she left for work, I feel back asleep not long after. In my sleep I dreamt an almost real and amazing dream that I was living the same life but a better version. The boy who was hurting me loved me, the friends who exclude me wanted me around always, the father who found comfort in the pain he caused me was kind. As I woke I found myself feeling empty and saw tears from my eyes, I’m not sure what hurt more the pain of their actions in my everyday life or the fact I beg for their love so much I have started dreaming of it.
My Tears will easily Flow, Life will trigger that prominent Show, Do not feel sad, cry “Oh no!!”, They are my Heart in Go, I’ve come to fully Know, Belief, Strength as I Grow, Oh, how they fall in…
By: Ken Holsten
Tags: Emotions, Pain, Love, Sorrow, Faith

Tears

My Tears will easily Flow,

Life will trigger that prominent Show,

Do not feel sad, cry “Oh no!!”,

They are my Heart in Go,

I’ve come to fully Know,

Belief, Strength as I Grow,

Oh, how they fall in Highest Gratitude,

I’m Strong, come High, come Low,

Faith in Him saves me from Down Below,

Praise to Him for a Life to Bestow,

Thankfulness added hardens me when Toe to Toe,

Tears may stream days in a Row,

But be reassured and always Know,

It’s just Me, living, Feeling Fully Aglow.
Rounding The Corner
By: Amos Bracewell
Tags: Pain, Life, Mindset, Growth, Failure

I turned 45 yesterday. And to kick my inaugural day off, I wiped out on my rainy run at the park.

Never saw it coming — as life goes.

Lately, I’ve felt the urge to up my workouts, training for who knows what.

I ran farther, to a new distanced marker — a field-ending sidewalk.

As I planted to pivot my way back, I severely slipped, slapping the ground harder than my pops ever punished.

Shocked, and now mudded, I bounced back up, sliding fingers gingerly over joints — certifying bones were still happily home.

During my post-workout stretch, it came to me that there was more behind my spill than just capsizing chance.

I shared the incident with a good friend later in the day. And through their mouthed understanding, received the revelation that was reaching for me.

You see, I have been asking God to help me attain new levels.

And through my friend’s bequeathed blessing, I received my muddied-message.

I need to increase my reach in all areas — not just the convenient ones.

It is easy to stretch further when we don’t fear snapping, or slapping.

But when it comes to things we feel insecure or afraid of, there is the tendency to tragically tank our twenty seven thousand days we’ve been (averagely) given.

In other areas of life, I’m going to go for it now — harder than ever.

For though the soil stung, it didn’t scar.

And though the spill jarred, it didn’t break.

Turning a corner can involve a sanctimonious splash.

But sometimes buried in a brutal bashing, lies groundbreaking gain — helping us gallop grander than ever.

A genesis moment — another dusted, Spirit-filled start.
Feeling down feels better Better than feeling nothing All I feel is nothing I wish I could feel happiness Wish I could discern my feelings Instead of being numb Tired of making excuses Tired of the…
By: Christina Snow
Tags: Pain, Numbness, Poetry

Feeling down feels better

Better than feeling nothing

All I feel is nothing

I wish I could feel happiness

Wish I could discern my feelings

Instead of being numb

Tired of making excuses

Tired of the numbing pain

Just want to feel

Anything

Want to stop faking my laughs

Want to feel tears again

Even with all the pain I felt

Straining laughs

Chest is hurting

But it’s not the same

I’m not the same as I used to be

I can’t stop feeling guilty

Feeling and not feeling

Wanting to cry

But can’t get the tears out

Can’t handle much more

Can’t stand the numbness
Are You Resisting Pain?
By: Louie Rahil
Tags: Pain, Entrepreneurship, Overcoming Fear, Overcoming Obstacles, Journey

Are You Resisting Pain?

Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash

Every significant change starts with pain.

This is a challenging concept to embrace because most people confuse pain with suffering. You cannot escape pain, but you can learn how to deal with it. Not every pain should lead to endless suffering.

The most successful entrepreneurs know that the journey is challenging and can be painful, but they decide to embrace the painful journey. If they accept this fact, they will experience little suffering. If they resist their pain, they will experience a lot of heartaches.

Pain is all that you can not control about your journey, illness, bad economy, and pandemic. Suffering is the tension you create around your pain, hating that you are sick, complaining about the lousy economy, and so on.

I’m not here to ask you to love the fact that you are sick. I’m here to assure you that complaining about it increases your discomfort and suffering.

Write down all the painful things that you are experiencing right now.

Are you resisting them? Or are you accepting them?

Are you complaining about them? Or Are you planning to overcome them by using smart strategies?

Do the Work
love is pain.
By: Taylor Leanne
Tags: Relationships, Pain, Love, Writing, Blog

There isn’t a book or a list of rules to follow. Nor a way of knowing who is going to hurt you and who will not. Life is a series of unknown events and with that comes trust. Trusting yourself and trusting the person you're allowing to hold your heart. What they do with it, well, that’s up to them.

Love is like free-diving into the sea not knowing if there is a rescue boat waiting for you once you break water. It’s breathtaking, quite literally, a rush and the greatest risk of your life. But that person, oh that person, you would risk it all for them.

The outcome you don’t wish for sometimes blind-sides you and ruins your plans. It’s a real bitch. The outcome you didn’t see coming was coming all along. Whether you both weren't aware or whatever the case is, it’s real. You have to deal with it. They are gone.

Love is pain. Love is the greatest, most wonderful emotion one can have, but love is pain.
32-Second Stretch Ends Back Pain | Back Pain Breakthrough
Tags: Health, Back Pain, Pain, Sciatica, Muscle Pain

Millions of Americans suffer from nagging low back pain…

And finally we now understand why…

This muscle can be the #1 cause of all your nagging low back pain

So how do you stretch this muscle and relieve your lower back pain?

This 900 year old stretch ‘cures’ low back pain in as little as 32 seconds

A top doctor from Philadelphia has created this short video to show you exactly how…

With a simple 32 second stretch that can relieve your back pain in less than one minute.

I know that’s a big promise…

But it’s worked again and again for this doctor’s patients.

Including Matt J, who “after 1 day of using the stretch woke up the next morning pain free”.

And Sal B, who “used the stretch for 3 days and became completely back pain free.”

And Brian W., who says: “After using the stretch for just one day, the pain has completely disappeared!”

Click below to find out exactly what to do to relieve your lower back pain in as little as 32 seconds:
The Solicitous Begetter
By: Noble Kovacs
Tags: Poem, Hard Work, Pain, Fathers, Fathers Day

Sheltered me from darkness

And guided me towards light

Worked hard day and night just for my comfort

Never asked or expected anything in return

Deprived yourself from comforts

But never was my luxuries ever deprived

Never was furious at the mistakes i made

But just made me realise never to do it again



A perfect role model

I aspire to be

Just like you were to me

Perfect in character

Pure in heart
Rn
By: Dr. Anita
Tags: Relationships, Pain, Life, Breakups, Love

Right now

I still have someone who loves me.

Right now

I still have someone who holds my heart.

Right now

We still haven’t broken it off yet.

Right now.

Right now.

Right now.
A Wishlist
Tags: Love, Poem, Pain, Wishlist

I want summers and winters with you,

sunsets with you,

roadtrips with you,

sleepless nights talking with you,

making memories with you,

you knowing me and me knowing you like noone has ever known us,

knowing your fears, your dreams, your worries, hopes and loving you not despite but because of those things,

waking up next to you, give your sleepy head a good-morning kiss and go make coffee in your t-shirt,

knowing there will be a tomorrow and a day after to do the things we didn’t have time for today.

But most of all I wish you wanted these things too.
Take me there,
By: Aiswarya Ravi
Tags: Poem, Pain, Love, Poetry On Medium, Poetry

Take me there,

Where I fear and let me bear

The seeping pain alone,

Just to be together till the road ends.
Regret of the end
By: Noble Kovacs
Tags: Poem, Pain, Deep Thoughts, Short Story, Sad

Regret of the end

Sigh, a pathetic little sight

Just u and I

Waiting for one to die

you wanted to leave before me do not lie

All I want is for u to try

Looked into the sky and cried for help

listened and heard no reply

But its time

That I say goodbye

I will see you again in July

When ur tears have gone dry

By the garden where the flowers have began to wry

promise me this time you’ll say hi
Lonely Hiding Questioning Crying Trying Holding I’ll be okay I’ll get where I’m meant to be Everything will work out It’ll all be okay Nobody is perfect Nowhere near Trying to be me Trying to be…
By: Christina Snow
Tags: Love, Pain, Dreamers, Poetry

Lonely

Hiding

Questioning

Crying

Trying

Holding

I’ll be okay

I’ll get where I’m meant to be

Everything will work out

It’ll all be okay

Nobody is perfect

Nowhere near

Trying to be me

Trying to be better

Not hiding anymore

Laughs instead of tears

Dreaming the best

Still having some questions

But I’m trying so hard

I’m holding on

As best I can

Some tears

But trying and holding on

As best I can