Do you see me?
That’s it. I don’t think I can take any more. I have worked and worked and worked, yet, things seem to just keep going wrong. It used to not be like this, but now I’m the person they don’t see. I stare out my window into the world and I see them. So many lives oblivious to my pain, to my illness, to my struggle with multiple sclerosis. I wish to be seen, to be known and understood. I sit here in my house, alone and with my heart torn out. The sorrow is deep.
The masses see my wheelchair and so they should, but they don’t see me. I’m not invisible. I’m not broken. The loss of my mobility is crushing. It makes me long to shout out “Hey, I’m here, I’m alive, Look at me.” But all I can do is stare out the window.
I know I’ll never be the same. I know I’ll have to move on. But today it hurts too much. Today I need to just sit and stare out the window as I contemplate my life.
Today I feel numb. I feel anger. I feel sorrow. I feel confusion. I feel the loss of my active life that has been pulled into the darkness. The unpredictable waves of grief wash over me like a tidal wave. I hold onto my faith and hope for a better day tomorrow.
I know I need to let the grief happen even though it feels like I won’t survive it. How can something you can’t see hurt so badly? That’s the problem with MS. It’s not visible and it makes you feel alone.
I not only lost my mobility, I lost the joy of going places and taking part in the world around me. I lost being able to do as I please without a care in my heart to hold me back. I’ll never walk down the street to see my neighbor. I’ll never walk to the mailbox to get the mail. The loss is deep and wide like an ocean and I’m doing my best to tread water when you would expect me to swim.
It is in these times that I need to stop, take a step back, take a deep breath, and tell myself, “I’ve got this!” I need to hold my head up from my sorrow. And so I do. Now I sit on my couch and rest to recover from a time brought forth by my MS sorrow. I wish you could see me and enter the pain with me. I know I’m not the only one feeling this ache in their bones.
If we are honest for a moment… life isn’t easy. It can be really hard at times. But I want to encourage you, you can do hard things. We all walk through storms in this life: sickness, financial troubles, losing a job, losing a loved one, and more. It’s tragic and terrible, but even some of the most rewarding things in life can be hard… like running a marathon. Not to mention, even the little everyday things, like doing the dishes, having no gas in the car, running late, and spilled coffee, can be so hard and frustrating on days where everything seems to be going wrong. So how are you supposed deal with all of this?
Today I want to encourage you that the words you speak have the power to change your mindset. My mom always says “You can do hard things.” And in the midst of the hardship, remember you can do hard things and it too will pass.
Sometimes I think, what if I told myself words like, “you cannot do this, it is too scary.” Naturally, those are easier words to say but they don’t bring anything good to your life. Living with MS is hard, frustrating, scary, uncertain, chaotic, and depressing. What you are going through is hard. But you can do hard things, my friend.
I want to challenge you to be more aware of the words you are saying over yourself and others. Are they words of life or death? I want to challenge you to embrace this messy, hard life and face it head on. And just know, whether it is a moment of hardship or a season you are in, this too shall pass.