I’ve posted this before at r/ChronicPainArt on reddit…But I’ll post it here, too.
Pretty self explanitory…I kind of wish it was worse, because I would have gotten help from everyone…verses…I’m faking it…Oof, the amount of hate I have gotten from my family (wife, sons, and the youngest’s girlfriend).
As for Chronic Ed. This is a comic idea I’ve had for quite some time…I’ve got a few decent comics posted on Deviantart, but I still want to get several more drawn up before I start posting them somewhere better. Unfortunately, I just don’t have the mental power to push myself to do it…All the hate I’ve gotten over the years didn’t help. Plus, my pains are a pain in the arse. Sitting, standing, walking, laying down…It all hurts…There is no such thing as comfort any more…Yeesh!
Anyway, hope ya’ll like it.
Same honestly. Although mine happens less frequently, what hurts the most is when people around you diminish your pain.
My parents expect me to stand up while my legs hurt, and despite being warned by the doctors several times, they still try schetchy medecine and tell me to drop the medecine that actually works. When their “medecine” didn’t work, it was somehow my fault, or I wasn’t in that much pain.
They also ignore the doctors advice for my mental health, also claiming my problems are fake and that I’m doing it for attention. I’m honestly tired.
Is this a common thing for people with chronic illinesses? I don’t understand how people could act so cruelly towards those in pain.
Is this a common thing for people with chronic illinesses?
Yep! Way too common.
I don’t understand how people could act so cruelly towards those in pain.
If I think real hard about it, I can see two reasons.
- Learned behavior. They’ve been around a lot of people who just won’t do crap. I’ve worked around a lot of people who just didn’t want to do the work. Being in so much pain, I just wanted to get the job done right the first time (Electrical work) and not have to go back and redo anything, but for way too many of the people I worked with that meant overtime to them. Oof!
- Fear. Fear can be a huge factor. It’s why people have certain beliefs. They just can’t face that something so awful can exist, and they lash out at or completely ignore it.
There is a third, and that’s like my wife. Those people just don’t care. They can live with you for a long time. They can see what you were capable of, but since they never cared, it just never happened. You were never like that, in their eyes. I used to clean her house regularly when I first met her. Took care of her kids just like they were my own. I did so much, but when the pain started and I really had to quit heavy physical labor…I was always lazy in her eyes. I never wanted to do anything.
I cleaned up our yard, removed all the stickers so we could play outside barefooted…It never happened.
I repaired a lot of our vehicles myself…It never happened.
I worked part time, and paid for my own things…98% of everything I own, I purchased with my own money…And I spent thousands of dollars on her…Guess what? She did all that…I did none of it. It never happened. (I can still hear her telling a car dealer and her son and son’s girlfriend how she took care of everybody).
Oof! I’ll stop there, because I could just keep going…(And some things that involved the eldest son were even worse…Still are to an extent. God, she talks so poorly of the boy, but thankfully she doesn’t say those things directly to him)…
Damn, I need sleep…Need to relax…Play some games and try to get to sleep.
Wait I didn’t notice you were the same persone on the mental health community! Hi again!
I understand the second and the third reason, but I don’t think I understand the first ( I tend to be slow at times haha). Do you mean that since people have seen others not work, they think of us negatively if we don’t work?
Well anyways damn, your wife reminds me a lot of my parents. I’ve also got much to say, but I can’t type much right now.
Rest well!