Finding Support Through the Fog

I have been through many hardships in my life and some ways I do believe it was preparing me for this newly found, unwanted life. As I fought for answers in the beginning, I also started the process of divorce from a person who was verbally and mentally abusive so, at the time I was with him my support system was toxic therefore made my fight much more difficult. A support system in this chronic life of ours is the key to succeeding in finding a diagnosis as you keep your mental health strong enough to tell the people who aren't listening(doctors, family, etc) THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG.

If I wouldn't have paid attention to my children's symptoms(my children were also told they were fine. SMH) who knows where they would be and their voices are the ones who need to be heard the most! I'm thankful that I am their biggest support because my battles became preparation for theirs.

Having a system of backing is more than just a shoulder it's also someone saying I BELIEVE YOU, when all others deny you. If you are in the beginning of this long arduous story of revelation and boulder pushing (referring to whom ever that guy is in Greek Mythology that's always pushing that boulder up a hill) find that love, that ear, that someone who believes you. You know your body better than anyone, if something is wrong trust yourself enough to believe YOU.

That will be difficult (it definitely was for me), eventually I started to believe my EX, those awful doctors who refused to help, and even "friends" who ignored my cries. I also had to tell myself they're WRONG, I knew something wasn't right inside, "normal" people DO NOT live trapped in their own bodies.

As a person with experience in this if the only backbone you have is your own YOU CAN DO IT ALONE. Place positive post it notes everywhere to remind you that YOU HAVE THE POWER TO HELP YOU or even if it's your child or parent you're fighting for, too help them find a way to remind yourself that you are stronger than you think and more capable than you know.

Also getting a therapist, a case manager(every insurance can assign a case manager, request one) and assistance from outside sources(we were able to find programs through the pharmaceutical company our medicines were produced from) is a huge weight off of the situation(still extremely hard and back breaking) but, lightening the load any where you can makes all of the difference in this chaos of existence we survive in on a daily basis. Until next time, keep fighting that fight and remember to be good to you!

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