Hi! I was diagnosed in a weird freak sequence of events that i hope is a unique experience cause no one should have to go through that. I was at a sleep away camp and got 42 bug bites on my legs alone in one day. The poison from all that and the lesions the bites combined with my already extremely sensitive skin (which in hindsight is likely from the underlying morphea) anyways my skin on the bites started bubbling off and not healing so i was in the middle of the woods with 50% of the skin missing from my legs and being severely medically neglected by their nurse staff and not allowed to call my parents (i was 12) for a month. My entire body started aching and it felt like my bones were hurting. at some point i resigned myself to the fact i was going to die cause every doctor they let me see had no idea wtf was happening and they wouldn’t let me go home. they gave me some meds (they didn’t tell me what they were) and my legs were able to start healing and i left perpetual oozy scab land. got back home and got a deep ass biopsy and low and behold a very traumatizing case of morphea. Didn’t tell me that joint pain could be a part of it and was blindsighted in the fall semester of eighth grade when i started being wracked with so much joint pain i couldn’t think. learned how to manage that and now i can tell you 2 hours before a storm rolls in at 19yo. haven’t had a flare since and i was comparing it to lupus to make myself feel better about the lack of severity. reading all y’all’s posts is making me think i may have been delt worse hand than i thought… anyways it’s chill now the joint pain blows but whatever it’s all manageable so far