Was a long.....road getting to a diagnosis. At first I was thrilled to know I wasn't crazy and a hypochondriac but now I struggle to get through each day. I know God is with me and someway, somehow I will get beyond this. I often say I would not wish this illness on my worst enemy. Doctors keep saying I should be glad because this illness will not kill me...obviously they have never lived through a day of FM, some days you wish it would kill you to release you from the apin, confusion and loss of self!