As a child to be sick or not feeling well was NOT okay. It disrupted what was "normal" it brought fear and anger to my parents. To be sick was unacceptable-my mom would sometimes have to take time off from work, some days she didn't and locked me in my room instead. Worse case was she would take me to doctors to get some meds. You see becoming sick opened the door for the family secret to "get out" -my parents were always anxious as well as angry at me...for getting sick. I learned never complain and just go to school sick or whatever I had to do -to keep my parents happy.
Now I am sick-(I rarely get sick) I am terrified to ask for help, terrified to cry and say I'm scared, terrified for calling into work sick- this is not okay in my world. I have to show everyone I am good-they can't know the truth -I don't want to get punished or hurt anymore.
So I'm home laying down and feel like crap after the biopsy/MRI that lasted forever -I am in tears scared and alone. Angry that this is happening to me-angry that my therapist is not calling me-angry I'm not healthy.
Sorry-I realize this really doesn't make sense.
Now I am sick-(I rarely get sick) I am terrified to ask for help, terrified to cry and say I'm scared, terrified for calling into work sick- this is not okay in my world. I have to show everyone I am good-they can't know the truth -I don't want to get punished or hurt anymore.
So I'm home laying down and feel like crap after the biopsy/MRI that lasted forever -I am in tears scared and alone. Angry that this is happening to me-angry that my therapist is not calling me-angry I'm not healthy.
Sorry-I realize this really doesn't make sense.