Dec 2013
I'll say it once,
once very loudly,
and then never again.
Being sick doesn't excuse bad behaviour. It doesn't mean you're allowed to forget about others; what they want, what they need, the fact what they want might compromise what you might want.
And that is perfectly fine, because the world won't stop spinning just because you get dizzy.
It can't,
otherwise we'd never keep moving.
I love you with all my heart, more than I can express with words before turning into a sobbing mess, because I loved you before and just as much after.
I love you because you stayed, when all you wanted to do was leave. I love you because you tuned out the other voices and listened to the only ones that really mattered. I love you because even after the years of hurt and suffering from unseen forces, you still smile at me, even when I know you don't feel like it.
I love you so much,
but that doesn't mean that you aren't a giant **** sometimes.
It doesn't mean that you get to pick and choose when you want to be involved in people's lives,
and it certainly doesn't mean that you can be wholly self-centered at times for the sake of 'recovery'.
Because we both know there is no such thing as recovery. There is only management, only tolerance, and that means learning how to deal with other people's **** as well as yours.
Because believe me, we're learning how to deal with this illness just as much as you.
So don't be a ****.
Ask us about our day went BEFORE you launch into a rant about people on public transport.
Sleep in until 3pm, but stack the dishwasher or make the bed before we get home.
Tell us that you've had a really dark day instead of starting a fight about something you don't care about, because I guarantee you, we've got a fuckload of grievances we won't tell you about, so don't pull out ours because you want to fight.
Most importantly, tell us that you love us, because sometimes it's hard to tell.
Don't follow it with how we couldn't possibly understand or reciprocate it, just a simple 'I love you' will carry us for longer than you think.
once very loudly,
and then never again.
Being sick doesn't excuse bad behaviour. It doesn't mean you're allowed to forget about others; what they want, what they need, the fact what they want might compromise what you might want.
And that is perfectly fine, because the world won't stop spinning just because you get dizzy.
It can't,
otherwise we'd never keep moving.
I love you with all my heart, more than I can express with words before turning into a sobbing mess, because I loved you before and just as much after.
I love you because you stayed, when all you wanted to do was leave. I love you because you tuned out the other voices and listened to the only ones that really mattered. I love you because even after the years of hurt and suffering from unseen forces, you still smile at me, even when I know you don't feel like it.
I love you so much,
but that doesn't mean that you aren't a giant **** sometimes.
It doesn't mean that you get to pick and choose when you want to be involved in people's lives,
and it certainly doesn't mean that you can be wholly self-centered at times for the sake of 'recovery'.
Because we both know there is no such thing as recovery. There is only management, only tolerance, and that means learning how to deal with other people's **** as well as yours.
Because believe me, we're learning how to deal with this illness just as much as you.
So don't be a ****.
Ask us about our day went BEFORE you launch into a rant about people on public transport.
Sleep in until 3pm, but stack the dishwasher or make the bed before we get home.
Tell us that you've had a really dark day instead of starting a fight about something you don't care about, because I guarantee you, we've got a fuckload of grievances we won't tell you about, so don't pull out ours because you want to fight.
Most importantly, tell us that you love us, because sometimes it's hard to tell.
Don't follow it with how we couldn't possibly understand or reciprocate it, just a simple 'I love you' will carry us for longer than you think.
