I’ve always hated the concept of dating, but now despise it even more.
Meeting even someone who I think the world of leads to the Herculean task of trying to find the right time to break the news that, no matter how healthy my body appears, it lives with a chronic illness — and always will.
It bothered me and I tried to think back to every man that I ever dated or even spent time with, and I didn’t want to continue this apparent pattern.
It surprises many people to know that it is often the person with the disability that brings about the end of a relationship after they become disabled – they often feel that their partner ‘should do better’ or that they are now ‘holding them back’.
This kind of situation is by no means inevitable, but it does demonstrate the need for good communication through the transition period so that each person understands the motives for the other’s actions and understands their expectations and hopes for the future.
I am very relieved to finally know what’s wrong with me.
My biggest fear is that no one will want to be with me because of my disease.