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Chronic Illness..........
Thief of Dreams.....Vandal  of Life....
Invisible to All...

AND MY ATTEMPT   TO  HELP THOSE THAT "ARE"

LIVE...

IN HARMONY WITH THOSE THAT "AREN'T"


In the beginning....

We are all born to a world of uncertainty. Destiny as some would call it, as
children we have our dreams, ambitions, and fantasies. Life goes on, for most
of us, we grow on. Our delicate souls are nurtured to the best of our parents'
abilities, as we all need to convince ourselves of this to keep from being angry
at them for raising us wrong. Should we hold on to the anger, any anger
inflicted upon us by anyone, it will inevitably surface as a demon of some
sort, possibly multiple demons invading mind, body and/or soul.

The GOD fearing, believing group of us, do believe that all things happen for
a reason. For most of us the reason is incredibly elusive. What I am
referring to is:

Chronic Illness ...Invisible to All...

Have you ever taken the time to really think what life is like for the"ares"?....
other than the fleeting moment of sorrow you feel for the visibly handicapped.
Many of us "unsuspecting" souls ARE in fact very ill ..................................

Despite the Lack of Visible Disability

Our lives are forever altered because of it.  Our faces remain for the most part the same,just anormal looking, healthy person which may at times appear fatigued.  Hidingfrom the world when we are 'flaring', surfacing again, and yet again, whenthe monster within naps, confusing the public, angering some for looking fine,but claiming to be ill.

However...

The agony within is well disguised to the general public. The absolute hatred
and worthlessness they feel for themselves is saved for only the trusting
therapist or most loyal of friends. Family doesn't seem to handle it well. They
are witness to the reality, disappointed repeatedly, and often times bored by
the sight of our inability to literally get out of bed for days on end.

Thief of Dreams ...

And so... the nightmare begins. Parents choose the path of denial and
avoidance, undoubtedly but erroneously feeling responsible for their
creation. Resentful spouses no longer wish to come home to the "boring", and to the responsibility of caring for the kids. Anger brews within them also, and the cycle continues. Both feeling "trapped" by the monster.... the thief of dreams.

Vandal of Life ...

The very thing that awakens the monster [stress/anger] becomes a daily
struggle. The "ares" fall deeper into the mental self-destruction of being
dependent, both financially and physically, to the "aren'ts", who grow more
angry with each passing day of dependency. One is ensnared by destiny, the
other shackled by morals, [their parents' must have taught the lesson of
compassion, another reason to be angry at them] This is LIFE. A never-ending battle in the war against chronic illness.....the thieving monster.....the robber of a potentially valuableperson to society and the happiness of the healthy destined to deal withthem.

So in the end.....

For all who think we all have choices, the truth is a matter of choosing thelesser of the evils. The "ares" wavering between living and existing always with a secret hope for a cure that will free them. The "aren'ts" secretly, and oftentimes begrudgingly, doing the same.
 

Life is tough...and there will always be someone in a worsesituation than you ............whether you care to hear it or not.

Life is a mystery...with a hidden reason, perhaps the motivethat keeps us here during our darkest times.

Life is...........and sometimes isn't ................


To add a little fun to a sickening (pardon the pun) topic I invite you to contact me with yourguess as to whether I am the "are" or the "aren't" and for any reason that you feel I may be of help to you. I thank you for the time you devoted to listening to my "chronicles" and I truly do wish I can offer something to make your life more enjoyable and your situation moreacceptable...please don't hesitate, e-mail me... Please do continue to the next pages after e-mailing me, and also if you will, please sign my guestbook when you are through with any comments or suggestions you may have to help improve my site in an attempt to help others further.THANKS


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