Dec 10, 2003 - 7:26 pm
we have frozen, we have scraped, we have irradiated. Still it returns.
One of my best friends is a guy I have known for 20 some years. he is a big burley bear of a guy and has always known me well enough to advise on any topic.
This one stumps him and I think scares him a little. we had a huge fight tonight about support groups. He was pro. I was con.
What it came down to for me was I am as scared of the support group as I am my illness. What it came down to for him was that I might be better served by some people who have acually experienced the same thing than those who only love me.
As he says I am stubborn and independant. I am 47 and have been on my own since I was 22. I have a problem widening my circle to include new people. Hense the fear of the group.
He was so insistant that I felt compelled to try. When I suggested the online approach I finally received the first calm email of our battle royal.
So shaking in my shoes, this is me. A work in progress!