Well, Denim, I have Fibromyalgia and am in pain most of the time. My muscles get all knotted up and they just hurt and hurt. I also don't sleep well, so between both of those things, I feel like crap a lot of the time.
So, I went to this spa place. It was all quiet and peaceful and decorated so calmly and soothing-like. The guy who did the massage - Kevin - was real laid-back and soft-spoken. I started out laying on my stomach. Instead of those massages where they just go at you, he targeted certain muscles. He could feel the knots. He slowly kneaded them out and released them. I could feel him doing it. We were talking the whole time I had the massage. But as he released each muscle, it was like he was talking to the muscle and would say "yes, that's good." Like he was "willing" each muscle to relax and release.
I've never had a massage like that. In the others, they just went at me like I was a piece of meat. Not in a bad way, but also they didn't treat my muscles like this guy did. He was very deliberate about each muscle and how it was reacting. I can cry now just thinking about it.
And also, I wasn't in pain afterwards. That's a big deal for me too. He told me to drink water. Oh, and also, towards the end of the hour, I could feel (okay, this sounds gross) - I could feel mucous coming out of my nose. He was releasing toxins from my body! It was the weirdest thing.
So this wasn't a massage where I wanted to "relax." This was where I wanted to get rid of the pain and knots in my body.
I felt very comfortable with Kevin. I had taken everything off except my panties. And I was covered the whole time. He was very caring and respectful. I would go back to him in a minute.
Oh, the other thing is I have had this pain for years! You walk around and carry around this physical pain with you. You get used to it, but it still sucks. I was so tired of feeling bad and just not feeling good. I do everything I'm supposed to do - eat well, try to sleep well (as much as I can), and do my exercises. I finally was at the end of my rope and instead of doing something negative, like curl up in bed or take pills, I decided to treat myself - treat myself well. It was a big splurge but it was well-worth it! I hope I can do it again some time. I used to feel it was selfish to do things like get massages and stuff like that, but believe me, I didn't feel selfish yesterday. I felt like I was taking care of myself. When you have doctors and therapists telling you over and over to treat yourself well - well, there's got to be some truth to that, heh?
I know there are many people who don't like other people touching them. I'm not one of them. My muscles are a mess and having them released was a blessing. When people who touch you respect you and want the best for you, then you know it's okay. And I can always tell who respects me and who doesn't. You get a feeling about it, you know? My mother hated massages, but I guess I'm a touchy-feely person. When my sister and I were babies, people were always holding us and cuddling us. So I like that. Even when I go to my foot doctor and he holds my foot, it feels so good. And I can feel how he respects me - he respects my feet (I know that sounds silly, but it's true). You just gotta learn how you can trust and who you can't - who means well for you and who doesn't.
Sorry this got to be so long. As you can see, I take it seriously and have a lot of feeling about it. But I hope I explained it okay.
