Those words could have easily come from me...Minnesota and all. The hardest part of my life and accepting my conditions is the feeling that I've lost control and its all hopeless. That feeling got even stronger when the conversations with drs were all about learning to accept and cope. (I hate those two words, accept and cope...and I despise pain management.) You're telling me I'm stuck like this?? There is no going back to normal, I just have to learn to manage and cope??! On the few things I can work on, progress is sooo damn slow and it seems like all the hard work is for nothing so why bother? Yeah, I'm pretty fucked up these days, lol, and btw, my therapist's name is Peggy and she treats me for PTSD, anxiety, agoraphobia, panic attacks, depression, chronic pain and all stemmimg from a carjacking/kidnapping/accident 10/05, oh, and infertility from endometriosis. I'm a different person now and I want the old me back, but I can't change what happened or erase all the injuries - This is me, accept that you are you. These are the cards that we were dealt and ya, we got screwed. Remember, there is something medically wrong with our bodies and its nothing we did wrong so stop beating yourself up. Theres a reason there's a name for the diagnosis, because so many other people are just like you they had to recognize it - you are not alone. Whatever your therapy or goals are, ya gotta find that perfect balance of keeping yourself on track and knowing when to cut yourself some slack - which is hard to do 'cause we're so fucked up  No matter how many times we fail ourselves, you just have to let go and try again. Not sure exactly what to say, just wanted to say something.... Good luck with everything.