Invisible Pain, Fibromyalgia and what it means to me. As you look at me what do you see? Perhaps it is a woman who looks lost and confused. Someone who can barely walk because she feels battered and bruised. My face all scrunched up grimacing yet again from the invisible pain. Family and friends don't really understand. They are totally in the dark. And sometimes some of them think it is all in our heads or a bunch of malarkey. Doctors are searching but are still lost as to what this illness is and what this has really cost us. Another flare up has come, and here I sit again grimacing from the invisible pain. Fibro fog and fatigue are just some of the things we go through. On some days I can't find the simplest things like my keys, wallet, or shoes. One minute I'll feel just fine. Then out of nowhere the severe pain arrives As I look in the mirror I see my reflection Here I sit crying out and grimacing yet once again from the invisible pain.