I've been reading through the posts here, and it's really beginning to hit me. I was diagnosed officially I believe just under a year ago. My doc, fortunately, refused to just write me off as nuts. When he finally told me it was fibromyalgia, at first I felt relief...finally a name for what was happening to me. But the more I read..I think I am reaching some sort of breaking point, or acceptance, I'm not sure which at the moment. I have noticed over the last few months the pain has been getting progressively worse, more flare-ups, and those damn roaming burning sensations in my skin. I really don't feel like my family understands, although my oldest son is trying to. My mother is one of those "just buck up" types. I have come to the conclusion I can't talk to her about it. From what I see here, this is what I am, for the rest of my life. I know I have to deal with it, it's just right now, it seems so overwhelming.