Every morning I open my laptop and respond to blog comments. Once I’ve responded to and approved everything on my own blog, I open a new tab and navigate to The Mighty.com.
A great way to start my day, I always look forward to the positive messages and uplifting words of some of the only people in the world who seem to understand certain aspects of my life. We have the same struggles, fears, and problems.
This morning I stumbled across an amazing post by Morgan McCardell, contributor to the General Chronic Illness section of The Mighty. Her words describing pain and emotions that I have felt so many times.
Society doesn’t respond well to weakness and I don’t respond well to pity so I often keep my struggles to myself. It is also very difficult to be so vulnerable when you are sick or have something that you cannot do for yourself.
We hide when we are struggling and people don’t normally get to see us when we are at our worst. People call us strong but in reality we my just be surviving or doing what we have to do to get by.
I do think I am strong and I realize I fight a lot of obstacles but the people who make these comments not normally people who understand what I actually go through.
Somehow it has less of a sting when someone reading my blog tells me I am strong or when someone who has seen me at my worst says it. At least these people actually know what strength I have.
Please check out the full post here. Below is just a small snip-it of her powerful post.
I take great issue with the sentiment that those who do not express their pain and sadness should be glorified for their strength. You’ve likely seen it in obituaries: “She fought a brave battle, and never complained once” or “She was always positive even through the pain.” The truth is, it is much more likely that they weren’t always positive. Whether it be pride, or simply not wanting to inconvenience anyone, it is much, much more likely that they just didn’t show their pain to you or never showed it to anyone at all. We all have dark days and we all need help and reassurance once in a while when we are struggling. To express that does not denote weakness. I feel that true strength is the ability to let yourself cry when you need to, to put pride aside and ask for help when you need it, and to let the ones who love you help pick you back up when you’ve fallen. I will not be ashamed of that, nor will I apologize for “feeling sorry for myself” when I need to. I will not apologize for being human.
Please check out the full post here.