A few days ago I told my partner I envy people who can live their lives without DID.
He asked how envy made my life better, and I said, ‘It doesn’t. That’s the point.”
No one wants to admit to feeling envy, yet learning to manage envy is crucial to successfully managing a chronic illness.
These days I struggle with an old demon: raised in a culture of disdain for intelligence, intelligent little boys were beaten for ‘showing off’.
The beatings were especially brutal when they came from my Mother.
I’ve spent most of my life avoiding attention and playing second fiddle.
I’m not afraid of succeeding, I’m afraid to be seen succeeding.
I’m most vulnerable to feelings of envy when I’m struggling.
Illness is the night-side of life, a more onerous citizenship. Everyone who is born holds dual citizenship, in the kingdom of the well and in the…
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