Let People In

This sounds so easy, but is one of the most difficult things to actually do. There are two different ways to look at this: your friends and relationships. When it comes to friends, you’ll find those few that will go to the ends of the earth for you. I remember this one time I had to rush from one of my college night classes to the local emergency room because I was in so much pain. I told two of my best friends what was happening but continued to promise them that my parents were on their way, that I would be okay, and I would call them in the morning. They obviously didn’t like that answer because about 15 minutes after my parents arrival, storming through the emergency room doors were my two best friends. I got transported to my normal hospital for overnight observations soon after, and they followed. They stayed until 1 a.m. just to make sure I was okay.

Now for relationships. I’ve done my fair share of dating through the years. While a lot of the guys I let in didn’t end well, few of them were more accepting than I thought. I was always embarrassed to talk about things in front of them. It took one guy who completely accepted me for me to realize that my disease was nothing to be embarrassed about. Yeah it has its negatives, and sometimes it is the most annoying thing in the world. I’m not saying you need a guy to get your through all of this because that’s far from the truth. I’m just saying that dating isn’t a bad thing and isn’t something you should hold yourself back from because of the disease. Some won’t understand, but you’ll get lucky just like I did and find a guy who accepts you for you. That will help keep your head up when dating in the future.


I have the tendency to see the best in most people. While that’s good in some cases, it ended up hurting me in others. Not everyone I let in and told my story to stayed around. Some even used it against me. It hurts more than the physical pain sometimes. But that pain is completely worth it when you find those few that become the most important support system of a lifetime. Don’t be afraid to let people in. If you hold yourself back because you’re afraid to get hurt you’ll never find some of the best people in your life.


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