100 Words: Happy as a Pig in Mud?

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Living with chronic pain is like being a pig wallowing in the mud.

The longer I’m in the mud, the more the mud covers me.

The more the mud covers me, the more I start to feel like the mud is a part of me.

And then I start to believe the mud is where I am supposed to be.

The longer I am covered in mud, the more distant the memories of life without the mud.

The longer I stay, the deeper I sink.

Now the mud and I are one.

Perhaps I can be happy covered in mud...