My Sign

September 15, 2011

On Facebook several of my friends we're posting this story. Every time I looked at it I thought, Sheesh! It is sooooo long. That would take forever to read. LOL Over a few days I saw the same post again of the story and I finally gave in to reading it. I am so glad I did. I definitely would tell others to take the time to read it. 

For we never know what kind of sign someone else may have. And I realized that my sign was definitely hard to admit and put down for myself. 

Here is the story: 

http://bravegirlsclub.com/archives/2151

After reading the story I realized I needed to write down my own sign. The trouble is that I would be admitting to myself that I am crippled. This is not who I am. I am fighting an uphill battle and I feel that to accept my current circumstances would be to admit defeat. My only solution so far has been to hide it from everyone.

Well here it goes anyway… I have a debilitating disease. I wake up every morning completely stiff and in severe pain that only slightly subsides for a short time during the day. The medicine I take, which is supposed to help me, makes me sick and clouds my mind. I am forced to use a wheelchair which I abhor. I fight this daily battle for my kids.

In the story I understand where she is coming from. I have had to sell things that I love to pay for my treatment. I have to deal with all the staring eyes as I limp along hunched over in pain.

Kent told me to post my sign on FB, but I couldn't. I want to hide it still. I need to overcome that. I figure with my blog, there might not be as many people reading it, so I posted it here. I don't care who reads my blog I am just insecure I guess.

The story makes me realize there is always someone else out there that has it worse off than me. I can fight this battle.

Em