Of No Value

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.

The Scars That Tell a Story

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.

Living with a Mental Illness and Choosing to Fight

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.

Isolating

The best word used to describe what it is like living with multiple illnesses is isolating. It is isolating because very few people understand what it is like living with a whole range of illnesses. It is isolating because you are not necessarily in a position to work, and have interaction found in a workplace. It’s isolating because after awhile you stop being invited to things, as you generally can’t turn up, so people think there is no point inviting you. It is isolating because friendships disappear, as you are no longer in a position to go out and see people. You know that the friendships that remain will last a long time, because these are the ones that have stuck by you.