Into the bubble–
It’s funny how the fight for self-preservation can insult the smartest of people, even though they would do the same if ever in your shoes.
Prior to being diagnosed (with every tropical funky monkey disease they could pin on me) I was sick ALL the time, and still am. I feel like I have the flu even when I don’t because of the body aches, fatigue, joint pain and random fevers. I think that because I was struggling so much to discover what was causing this, I never stopped to think about how outside influences were affecting me. Slowly my thoughts began to shift into the state of mind that I sit currently. PEOPLE SUCK!
To better explain, a few months back I became extremely ill. My doctor explained that my WBC was low (still don’t know why) and I had become septic because I was unable to fight off the bacteria and viruses that I had come into contact with. We still don’t know why this occurred but it did. This was honestly the final straw in my thought shift, because it had already began months before. IF YOU ARE SICK please don’t come over to visit. Is that really too much to ask?
It’s not that I think you are dirty people, that you can’t take care of yourself or that I am too good for you. I am not using your sniffles or cough as an excuse to avoid you. I don’t hate you and am not conspiring against you. I am sick and tired of getting the silent treatment, getting nasty voicemails and texts, being talked shit amongst the family, etc.
I am chronically ill battling three autoimmune disorders, a back disorder and a heart condition every day. The way I feel on a daily basis keeps most people in bed and home from work and school. Imagine how I feel when you add on a cold or the flu?
Are people truly that self-absorbed that they can’t see the whole picture? Has the human race broken down so terribly that everyone has developed a sense a paranoia? GET OVER YOURSELVES, really people.
I am on this rant because I woke up sick this morning. Can’t figure out if its my allergies exploding out of control all over my face or if I have managed to catch yet another cold. I go out of my way to make sure the I avoid highly populated areas, which is really difficult where I live. I have become a self-admitted hermit, only leaving my house of I have to honestly. But, with that in mind, school has started back up. Three kids in three different schools, fall ball (little league), and bowling. I am in the doctors so much that I am bound to pick up something, right?
Ugh. This is something that has been bothering me for a while – my aunt still thinks I am a liar and just don’t want to visit with her. Whatever. I need to concentrate on my health now. Something I should have been doing all along because then maybe, just maybe, I would not have gotten this bad.
If you take my health as a personal attack on you or some wicked conspiracy against you, YOU NEED THERAPY!
Grow up people.
Till next time…………..
If folk cannae understand that being sick and not being exhilarated about the idea of bein’ yet sicker, then they have more of their own problems to deal with than they’re worth you needing to. No reason that self-righteous attention grabbers should make you change your mind on what’s right for you, much less catch yourself more illnesses.
People who actually care are the ones who’ll try to help you through being sick, not the ones who think that you bein’ sick is jus’ an excuse/lie/et cetera…if your Aunt thinks you’re jus’ lyin’, I wouldn’t worry much about goin’ to visit her.
Thanks so much for reading. I agree with what you said. I have not gone out of my way to make an effort to visit her or call since. I am hoping that she will somehow get a clue, but I don’t expect miracles. At least I don’t anymore.
Thanks again for reading and sharing your thoughts.
Hey,
My mom recovered from some type of mixed connective tissue disease/rheumatoid arthritis. She was so sick for so long that she thought she wasn’t going to make it. She used to get this rash all over, and had horrible fatigue, so I can understand. She was barely able to get out of bed for like a year. She developed panic attacks she was so housebound.
That must have been horrible for her. All of these experiences make us stronger in the end!