It dawned on me this morning that I am “that person”.
I was thinking about the many times in my life I’ve seen people struggling with disabilities at the shops, cafes, church, concerts, the theatre. I was thinking how my heart would break for them that life was just that little bit harder than that of an able bodied person. I was thinking about how inspiring I found them, that despite the hurdles & difficulties, they were still living, still experiencing life in whatever limited way they could.
I was thinking about how I always wondered what their story was. How did they arrive at this place in their life? Were they born that way? Did they have an accident or did they have an illness? What was it like for them day in and day out? I wondered if the look on my face revealed all those questions and how I was feeling about their situation. I wondered what it would be like to be “that person”.
I then realised that people now look at me like that. Eyes wondering, smiles full of concern, wanting to linger with their glances but catching themselves before appearing rude or intrusive. Some are brave enough to ask me what happened. I love those people as it normalises everything for me and we can connect.
I now know and accept that I am “that person”.
It’s not so bad. It’s challenging on a daily basis. It’s so different from who I was physically but I’m still the same person with the same needs, same loves, same likes, same character. I just dig even deeper now to navigate through each day and I have even more realistic empathy, understanding and admiration for “that person” and that is a good thing!
If you’re looking for genuine support, care, understanding & friendship, you are so welcome to join my closed Facebook support forum , Medical Musings with Friends. It’s a safe place to connect with others living with chronic & complex diseases, who truly understand the daily challenges. A warm welcome awaits.
If you would like to read a little more about me here’s the link to My Story
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