TrustIt
Well known member
I have been in the same situation. There is so little I can participate in if it involves standing and especially walking. Social life? Ha!Great story, @Ellen! This could relate to me believing I can’t walk. Maybe if I believe I can, my legs will loosen up and I can!
I find such irony in the fact that my husband has had one health issue after another since we met 45 years ago, likely a lot TMS but he is just discovering this. I judged him harshly for it, and we almost broke up because of it. I was very healthy all my life and saw him as hypochondriacle. I was great on advising everyone else how they should live and eat Etc. THEN one day my reality came crashing down. I started having symptoms - one after another I got angrier and angrier because I had done everything "right" and should not be suffering any health issues! You know what I mean! I went to every practitioner and took every supplement in sight. You know the drill . Evidently I had to go through the darkest of nights and become completely dependent on him to "get it". What a wake up call! But having my own experience with pain and discomfort, I finally was able to emphasize with him. This was a huge lesson for me. For years I terrorized myself and piled on stress with every negative thought and belief my TMS brain could conjure.
So yes, huge lesson. No one can understand what another person is going through.
One thing I have trouble with being around other people is that I don't exactly know what to say when they ask me how I'm doing. I want to be honest but I don't dare tell them the truth. I know they don't want to hear it anyway. I don't want to be "that person" who attracts pity . What I usually wind up saying is I'm okay. I want to be a light to my friends. I'd like to walk in a room and just be radiant and full of energy. I want to make a contribution to something besides a chair cushion.
I may have lost my point here but to end on a positive note, I have come a long way. Every day I add a few steps, or put my laundry in the washer, and thank my body for being able to now at least get from point A to point B when at one time I was crawling through that space. I am finally able to conjure the conviction and the trust, the faith, that my body knows exactly what to do and have given up on any external solutions . This is certainly a spiritual journey for me as much as a physical one. "Every day in every way we are getting better and better". Self talk and, yes BELIEF in the seemingly impossible is key. I so appreciate all the support here.
