The Invisible Disease

My mother and I both have chronic pain.  Often, I don't say much about my pain because I know that hers is so much greater, but it's with me all the time.  People don't even notice that I have a problem...that I have limitations.  Sometimes my arm hurts so much that I can't write or hold a paintbrush.  Art is a way to express what I'm feeling.  I didn't even realize the feelings I was portraying here until I looked at the completed product.  Sometimes pain is invisible even to me.  Sometimes I don't even notice the way it affects my life.  Sometimes...I just wish the pain would get lost!