I haven’t written for many months as I have been so unwell. I have been coming to terms with two new diagnosis […]
We all know the saying “sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me’. The reality is though that words do hurt each of us. Words can pierce the soul and leave people devastated. For someone with a mental illness words can be like a worm devouring your mind, with the words going round and round until you start to believe it’s true and that becomes part of your identity.
Today is the international day for persons with disabilities and I thought I would write my top ten thoughts about having multiple disabilities …
It is a sad reality the people with disabilities are treated as if they have no value. You are placed in a box by a mere label of a diagnosis, and deemed as if you have nothing to contribute to the world.You may see that I have nothing to contribute in a workplace or to a friendship or sporting clubs or community group, but the reality is I do and you’re the one missing out on what I can contribute. My experience and circumstances in life may be very different to yours but that doesn’t mean that I have no value.
I looked at my stomach and saw the latest scars that were in this area as a result of a new treatment. These new scars were surrounding a much bigger scar from bowel surgery. I then looked at all the other scars on my body and saw that each scar told a story, but more importantly each scar points me back to the One who has scars in His hands and feet.
Being taken advantage of comes in all sorts of ways. Sometimes it is unintentional, but still bordering on taking advantage of the person’s vulnerability, and at other times it is outright intentional.
We all have muscle aches and pains, we all get tired, we all get depressed, we all have negative thoughts, and on and on it goes. I’m sure that it is very true that we may have experienced these things from time to time, but someone who has been diagnosed with a life long illness experience their symptoms on an extreme level and on most days.
I can’t do this! I think to myself as yet another thing goes wrong with my health. When trials and suffering stretch way past the daily challenges I face, I start to think how can I possibly keep going?
Choosing to fight a mental illness means going to war with your brain. Choosing to fight is saying to the beast called mental illness, I will not let you harm me, but I will let you make me stronger. It means flexing that mental muscle, putting on the armour and getting ready to go round after round in battle with your mind.
“It must be day ten”, I think as I wake up with my body searing with more pain than normal. An intense level […]