There has got to come a point where doctors, friends and family have to agree on what reality is and the reality is that Chronic Lyme Disease exists.
It not only exists but people are dying from it.
Unless I take the necessary precautions, I am literally dying just a little bit more everyday.
You know, when I tell you that I am ill and have a bacterial infection drilling into the cells of my body, I'm not O.K.
And don't think for one second that my exterior reflects the sheer pain and torture that is destroying my insides.
"Well he never mentioned cancer so he'll be fine."
Listen to the words that are coming out of my mouth. Comprehend and understand their intended thought.
Realize that what I am going through is nothing short of the most inconceivable struggle to sustain life and sanity that no human being should ever have to face!!
You are my friend. You are a human being and you are capable of understanding critical thought.
The words that spawn from my mouth in the most non intrusive way are in reality the biggest cry for help.
Why can you not see the pain I am dealing with?
Why can you not at least give me some of your time to explain myself?
I'm not looking for a sympathy card of any kind!
Do you really believe that a person would quit their job, avoid their friends and family, stay in bed all day, engulf a ton of medication on a strategically planned schedule and cry many nights alone in their own bed all for attention?!?!
Who the hell are you to not stop for a minute and completely avoid considering the tiniest possibility that I may actually be hurting here!?!?
Maybe you should stop for a second.
Let all that exists carry on without you for just a moment and look into my eyes.
Can you not see into my soul?
Can you not see and hear the cry for help?
Why can you not see what I have wanted you to believe for so long?
I want you as a human to see beyond my misleading exterior and peer into the core of my soul and touch what I have forever wanted you to feel.
It not only exists but people are dying from it.
Unless I take the necessary precautions, I am literally dying just a little bit more everyday.
You know, when I tell you that I am ill and have a bacterial infection drilling into the cells of my body, I'm not O.K.
And don't think for one second that my exterior reflects the sheer pain and torture that is destroying my insides.
"Well he never mentioned cancer so he'll be fine."
Listen to the words that are coming out of my mouth. Comprehend and understand their intended thought.
Realize that what I am going through is nothing short of the most inconceivable struggle to sustain life and sanity that no human being should ever have to face!!
You are my friend. You are a human being and you are capable of understanding critical thought.
The words that spawn from my mouth in the most non intrusive way are in reality the biggest cry for help.
Why can you not see the pain I am dealing with?
Why can you not at least give me some of your time to explain myself?
I'm not looking for a sympathy card of any kind!
Do you really believe that a person would quit their job, avoid their friends and family, stay in bed all day, engulf a ton of medication on a strategically planned schedule and cry many nights alone in their own bed all for attention?!?!
Who the hell are you to not stop for a minute and completely avoid considering the tiniest possibility that I may actually be hurting here!?!?
Maybe you should stop for a second.
Let all that exists carry on without you for just a moment and look into my eyes.
Can you not see into my soul?
Can you not see and hear the cry for help?
Why can you not see what I have wanted you to believe for so long?
I want you as a human to see beyond my misleading exterior and peer into the core of my soul and touch what I have forever wanted you to feel.
