I used to think that if I gave up the activities I love, or if I couldn't go out and do all the different things that I love, that I was letting the disease win.
And it's not true.
At all.
Disease just is.
It isn't something we can always have power over or control, it isn't a punishment, and disease itself isn't vindictive. Personifying disease can be an outlet for frustration, but it doesn't lurk in dark corners waiting to strike, unlike so many different ways I've visualized it.
It just is.
It is a malfunction of body systems.
What I've learned is that just because I can't work anymore, just because I can't play competitive sports anymore, or a bunch of other things I used to enjoy, doesn't mean I am letting the disease 'win'. I've not given up because of it.
What I figure is that as long as I can find happiness within my life - anywhere in it - as long as I can keep focusing on the people and parts of my life that are important to me, I win.
I win :).
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