When the People in Your Life Just Don't Understand
Multiple Sclerosis is a deeply personal disease. Each person has a different understanding of it. Those who have been diagnosed carry their own baggage. People who know someone who has the disease tend to view MS through the prism of their loved one. Some people only have knowledge of the things that you have shown them about MS. And others have no interest in knowing anything about it at all.
For the most part though, people are kind. They will try to be friendly and understanding. But even with the best of these people you are going to run into moments when they just don’t get it.
The truth is, no one will fully understand what it is like to be in your shoes. Other people who have MS will be better able to identify with some of your struggles, but even they will fall short in some areas.
This week has been a struggle for me. One of my oldest friends falls into the category of people who only know what I have shown them. But I am beginning to feel that she is also one of those people who has no interest in knowing anything at all.
Here is what happened. She was surprised to find out that I exercise. “Oh! You exercise!?” she asked. I was mortified and confused. I struggle with my weight, and MS adds to this struggle, but I always exercise. I am not a six feet tall and skinny, like she is, but I do take care of myself.
Then, later in the conversation, I invited her to join in on the MS Walk again this year and she answered me with an obvious and laughable lie. She joined in for the event last year and I really appreciated it, but I never thought that she was obligated to come again this year. I am honestly overwhelmingly grateful that she came last year, but her lie prevented me from showing her my further appreciation for the efforts that she has already displayed.
The Importance of Talking it Out
Friends are going to let us down sometimes. People are going to say hurtful things. I would like to say that I pulled a Taylor Swift and shook it off, but I didn’t. Instead, I carried it with me for the week. I was hurt that she didn’t see me for who I was. I am now aware of a space between us that I did not previously know existed. I am sad about that.
I am also sad that I became demure and ended up explaining my whole exercise routine instead of just asking her why she presumed that I didn’t take care of myself. I have to admit, I believe this distance is likely to remain between us. I don’t feel safe talking to her about it right now. We don’t have that kind of relationship.
Fortunately, I do have that kind of relationship with my husband. I love him deeply, but even he struggles at times. I am not the only person in my home who has to shoulder this disease. I have to remember, even on my darkest days, that this is a weight that he carries with him every day also.
He does not face the same physical limitations that I do. He is still strong and walks fast; something that grumpily I remind him of when I cannot keep up, but MS is a huge part of his life. Our marriage would not work if I did not give him the benefit of the doubt when he falls short from time to time.
I know that it is worth my time to reach out to him with grace because when I speak he listens. Sometimes I have to say things more than once. Sometimes I will become aggravated and yell, but he listens. My words and needs have value in his eyes. I need him in my life. He is a positive force and he always keeps trying.
