I detest being labeled.
People's need to put a sticker on one another,--and then evens worse, making any effort to make their narrow minded judgements come true.
"Oh, you are calling yourself a Christian and then you are drinking wine?!"
(You are cannot be one of us.)
"You are diagnosed with osteoporosis, you should not be so fat."
(Stop eating, pig! Do some exercises, lazy bones)
"Your criticism of the society must mean you are a communist."
(Anyone who is not for us, must be against)
"You shouldn't sleep in the middle of the day. You'll get troubles sleeping at night."
(We don't believe in your ME story at all. We don't know what ME is. We don't want to learn anything about it.)
"How come you can make walks in the forest, and still need a taxi to go to the physiotherapist?"
(Again; you must be faking ?)
Take a break , morons.
I'm fighting for my right to be ill, - as well as regaining some health.
I've lost more money than I can count by not being able to continue with my occupation.
I've tried any alternative treatment in the market, on top of what the Norwegian health care system can provide.
I do not wear a band aid every time a spine bone breaks, but I assure you, it hurts like hell.
I suppose I could put some stickers or buttons on my chest to keep you satisfied, but this will have to do for now.
I intend to go on loving life ,and in fact cherish and embrace it with all my strength and will.
Dear Felisol, I feel the same way too.Healthy able bodied people preach so well. I listen to sermons from fellow sufferers
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