Once again, the angel in heaven looks down on earth and laughs at me. The one with the VooDoo doll of me, and the tin of pins that never seems to grow empty no matter how many of them he stuffs in that doll. Schadenfreude - happiness at the misfortune of others, that's what he's experiencing. That is what he enjoys most, people suffering, and boy, is he wallowing in it. He up to his ears in Schadenfreude.

Fibromyalgia is the name given to those cursed with this guardian angel, and he never ceases to amuse himself by his patients. The object of this game, is to see how lost, how hopeless he can make the subject become, and what new depth will they fall to. The game only pauses when the subject commits suicide, leaving him to experience the ecstasy of Life and then he simply moves on to the next victim.. The game never ends, it always continues.

Now when the game starts, each angel gets a card for his/her current subject, with a few facts about him or her. What they dislike, phobias, and what they like, because what hurts more than to have the thinngs that you like and love most taken away from you?

Cautiously he acts, carefully balancing good and bad things to build up your trust and happiness, only to throw it back in your face and make it all the more devastating, until finally you crack. The pain, the grief, the longing and missing in your life is too much for you and you have to end it. You have to make it all stop. But then he takes his chance card out, called the conscience, and he makes you realize, that no, you can't do that.

You can't hurt those other people out there that love you, and he smiles as he places the “Get out of Death Free” card on the board. Only it's not free, it maybe free to them, but not too us, it only makes the pain worse, to know that there is no way out, and that in hoping to escape, you have now made the pain worse for others, and now they have one more thing, one more person to worry about.

Each Guardian angel has a play in this game, and each has their bets, the subjects, and their names, continuously playing this game. But this is not the game of Life where you get money for being good to people, or having children and where everyone ends up making more than they need to pay in life. This is not the place were you have to pay taxes maybe once or twice a lifetime, and find true love right near the beginning of your life, and there is no such thing as a divorce, oh, no. This is something darker and grimmer. This is reality, this is The Game of Schadenfreude.