Alex P. Keaton May have not been understood by his family, but nevertheless, they were a family “dependent” upon one another. When one of them hurt, it didn’t matter if no one understood, or even agreed, They just stuck together because they loved each other. They understood.They shared Family Ties!
I often find myself, in an effort to just stay sane, mostly during times of max pain, that I find myself unknowingly moaning, or at the worst of times even at the worst of times lashing out at the pain itself in anger, and one of my loved ones notices, not EVERY time, but here and there, time and time again, until you wonder if they are just sick of you. Most of the time, you hide it. But eventually...
So, how do those of us with chronic pain keep from driving our loved ones away as we navigate the pain pathway and still keep our “family ties”? I have my way. What’s yours?
(Sorry for the parallelism. I was gunna rant, but chose this route instead. Sue me!)
Glen - Ps 20