>Don’t tell me…


Don’t tell me that you understand,
Don’t tell me that you know.
Don’t tell me that I will survive,
How I will surely grow.

Don’t stand in pious judgment
Of the bonds I must untie.
Don’t tell me how to suffer,
Don’t tell me how to cry.

Don’t tell me this is just a test,
That I am only blessed,
That I am chosen for this task
Apart from all the rest.

My life is filled with selfishness,
My pain is all I see,
But I need you, I need your love,

Don’t come at me with answers
That can only come from me.
Don’t tell me how my grief will pass,
That I will soon be free.

Accept me in my ups and downs,
I need someone to share.
Just hold my hand and let me cry,
And say, “My Friend, I care”.

Author Unknown

I was thinking about this poem a lot today.  It’s message is something I’ve wanted to get across to many people over the last couple of months.  Not just with Stevie’s loss but with the whole “knowing how you feel” thing about my disability.  And the whole your life would be better if thing too.  Yes, I’ve had some tough times lately and having CP isn’t always easy.  But that’s life.  It sucks but I love it (paraphrased quote from the first episode of FRIENDS)

I don’t need pity or sympathy or anything at all really.  If you are my friend and you know I’m struggling I only need two little words from you.  Those words are the only thing that can help me.  There are two versions of those two words and either will do.  You could always go with both but that might just be overkill.

The words?

I care and I’m here

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