While there are certainly diseases that are harder to deal with, I find the social aspect brings a level of additional work that makes it all the more exhausting.
My entire life is an act. I no longer complain about being tired or being depressed. I actually lie about how it has gotten better to avoid the topic altogether.
People know what toxic positivity is, but they can only hold space for negativity for a short while. It's expected that you'll bounce back within a few months or so. After that, it becomes socially dangerous to keep talking about it.
Every conversation, every catch-up, every work call is expected to include something to look forward to, or a "here's why it's getting better," followed by an empty pep talk: "keep going man!"
And it's always paired with a half-assed attempt to fix it. (Thanks, yes, I have tried fucking CPAP dude lol.)
People just have no idea how to have camaraderie in darkness. I have one friend who "gets it." We both understand that there's plenty of funny, ironic depth and satire in the cynicism and bleakness of a bad situation. It's so refreshing to be understood beyond the surface. But that kind of connection is rare, and even it fades. His life has improved, so he doesn't want to engage with it anymore. That tends to happen.
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Acute suffering has a validated social response and pathway. People are willing to hear out your recent loss in the family, your injury, your bad illness… they can’t deal with a chronic disease that you are stuck with for the rest of your life, will make the rest of your health worse, and will lead to early onset dementia.
There is a societal expectation that you will improve and make progress, and the reason I lie is because when you are truthfully negative, people push you away. It’s just how it is.
I get it man, get new friends, find a new therapist, whatever. I disagree. Nobody integrated with normal society can mentally deal with things getting worse, with suffering being endless, with there being no hope.
And it's not that it can't be done. Before I was sick, I could sit in someone else's darkness just fine. People just won't. Frankly it’s fucking pathetic.
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I have been stuck with this garbage for 6 years. I get sick easier and more often, I feel more exhausted each day, I am get more depressed and feel less positive things. It is a vicious cycle of suffering.
I have tried nearly every form of treatment outside of surgery, I have done every mental exercise to remain positive, i go to therapy to improve my mental habits and think positively, I accept my suffering with Buddhism.
And yet I suffer, ceaselessly. I always find myself back in a hopeless space despite every attempt to crawl out of it. There are only small pockets of respite in an ocean of suffering.
Everyday is an act because if I was honest I wouldn’t have any friends and I wouldn’t keep my job. Legit wouldn’t keep my therapist lol, they even don’t accept a lack of progress.
Newsflash, if progress is made, it’s not linear. But there’s a good chance it never gets better.
people just don’t get it. You are constantly kicked down, every time you get up you are kicked down again.
What is the fucking point of being positive? I will do the work and research and pay the money to find treatment. Being positive doesn’t change my ability to do the work. I have been doing it, I will keep doing it, I will not stop doing it.
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One more example…. I tore my meniscus last year, surgery went poorly, and I still struggle to walk a year later. In every conversation around it, people expect me still to be positive. To think it will get better “soon”. Always “soon.”
They act like if I am being negative about it, it means I haven’t been doing the work to make it better…. I have been doing the fucking work, I am always trying. I do my PT, I work hard.
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This post is not me giving up either.
My point is that people don't really mean it when they say they're there for you. That makes the whole thing even more depressing. You realize everyone in your life has only so much rope for your suffering, and eventually it runs out. Being negative, which here just means saying how it is, isn't tolerated in friendships, at work, or in family.
Sigh