Trouble in Paradise
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Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.
If you have questions about this, please email help@theknot.com.
Thank you.
Note: This only affects The Nest's community members and will not affect members on The Bump or The Knot.
Re: Let me guess...
Ug. It's like seeing a rerun of myself from 5 years ago, though I abstained from blogging during that period and didn't even know what TN was. I have a chronic condition, not mental in nature but none the less REALLY embarrassing. I was such a "nobody understands me, stop trying to say that you do!" assshole when I was sick. It has been pretty much the only major issue that I've ever had in my relationship with DH - him trying to help and me getting pissed off at him for not truly knowing what I'm going through.
All of my friends fall into the categories of people I knew from before I was sick and didn't see during or friends who I made after I started to recover, because the illness both kept me from really socializing and turned me into an angry, angry person.
The bit that I mentioned in the post, but didn't elaborate on, about disability was that I should have taken it while I was sick. It is easier to explain a gap in your resume as being "for medical reasons" than it is to try and recover from coming to work everyday on a couple hours of sleep and a shoulder chip and making the sort of career decisions that accompany that. But at the same time, most people associate taking disability with having completely given up.
I live in a relatively small town now and I am embarrassed to know that there are people here (or anywhere, really) who know me as that person. It would have been legions better for me to have stayed home, collected disability, and spent all of energy on getting well instead of forcing the sick, angry shell of me out the door every morning.
It just takes a lot of work to not just get the right combination of things to help with the actual illness but also to get to a place where you accept that you will always have this thing and it is alright if people haven't been through exactly what you have, they can still understand and care about you.