Of course the pain is what's bringing this on. It wears me down, makes me weak, makes me vulnerable to my own inner pain. It isn't just pain that is worrying me now. It's everything. That's how this works.
On the sort-of-plus side, wandering in my robe makes me feel closer to my body, sexier. I let it slip open and touch my softness. Lordy. Am I going to be accused of writing porn here any moment??
