Sick, not dead.

8 May
Sorry to be so blunt – but it’s a fact.
I’m SICK, not DEAD!
Some people I thought were a big part of my life can’t seem to cope with my illness.
I apologise.
I also know everyone deals with things differently.
The harsh reality is I can not close my eyes and pretend this is not happening.
Others conveniently ignoring this, choosing not to say anything (because they ‘don’t know what to say’) etc. etc. is not good enough.  Frankly, I deserve more and they need to man-up and face the situation.
I’ve resorted to laying my cards on the table and giving people the choice to ‘opt in, or opt out’.  You see, I don’t have the energy to chase after people who will take the sympathy for my illness and tell all and sundry what a special friend I am and how sad the situation is…..blah, blah!
You can choose who is in your life – and to what degree.
So – it’s all in, or not.
Friendships are fractured or strengthened by something such as cancer.
So – again, I’m sick – not dead.
When I am dead, it’ll be too bloody late.

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