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CBS, let me begin by saying I respect the choice you made, and why you made it. You felt you had more of an obligation to us as a group than to individual confidentiality, always a tuff choice. I make no judgment of what you felt you had to do. Just a commentary on the overall climate; composing distracts me from my misery.
To think anyone is intimidated by us is a fantasy. Our importance to society appears to rank somewhere in the area of the Homeless, and Illegal Immigrants; and if it weren’t for the all effort to portray us as a bunch of lazy, good for nothings; we wouldn’t even rank there.
It is painfully obvious; no one with any clout cares about our condition or even fears our illness. Hell, I was in denial about my illness until I suffered a catastrophic failure. The bottom line is; only people we pay to care; even take an interest. Even then, as we all know, the going rate seems to be much higher than caring for any other group.
The anger is palpable with all of us. Chose any thread you want in here, and you will find many messages of disgust and frustration; because we are HURT. No one appreciates being ignored. All mental health professionals consider Neglect a form of Abuse; yet they are happy to Neglect us. When the problem is, in fact, a real problem (and we all know we have a REAL problem) the Abuse is Libelous for any individual or group. You can be arrested if you see someone in need, and not render assistance. Besides it is just considered Decent. We have been held to these standards ourselves. Everyone here has lended assistance to others. We know these standards, yet we are confounded why these standards don’t apply when we are in need. Why is our need less important?
So we are angry and emotional. We would be abnormal if we weren’t mad. We suffer the injustice daily. (On top of this illness, that’s a lot of suffering.) How many of you though, will stand and listen to someone throwing a fit? Few of us would stand and listen to a stranger in an emotional outburst; and let’s face it, we are pretty strange. (Can’t do this, can’t eat that; up in the night, sleep in the day, and God forbid we should not have our pill packs.)
In here, our tirades don’t mean much to anyone, unless we are trying to incite violence. But out there, to the World; we need to keep our integrity. I haven’t been a member that long, but I think Cort does well. He struggles against our negative emotions, and I am sure his negative emotions too. Battling the seething rage to try and keep our message sane, rational, and put in a way an outsider might take interest. I understand the rage because I feel it too; but if I go off on my neighbor, he won’t talk to me anymore. As a group we can’t risk that, no one wants to listen to us to begin with.
Joe Everybody is overwhelmed. Global Warming, the price of gas, why am I being called to a parent teacher conference? People don’t have enough time in the day to care about everything. I would like to bomb bureaucrats too. Then in fleeting moments of lucidity, I think, maybe we should be trying to appeal to people’s sense of decency. What makes me care about people suffering with cancer, why did I feel compelled to help those I have helped? How can that translate to getting help for us? I have done some fundraising for causes with no real significance, and I found people surprisingly willing to help. If the message was right.
I am familiar with a lot of organizations operating under the ME or CFS moniker. To me, WPI seems to be the most professional. They don’t respond with emotionalism, and they don’t jump at every little article. They seem to be keeping their head down, on point, just doing their work and seeking the truth, I admire who they are so far. The bureaucracies don’t care about us, and some of the ME/CFS organizations exist more for attention and donations than to find what is hurting us. I'm glad a competent, determined organization exists that is in hot pursuit of the truth. They aren’t preying on our desperation either, they seem genuine and professional. I would like to collapse all CFS/ME donations into WPI and just let them go to town. Then I remember how many cul-de-sacs I drove into, convinced this "new" discovery was the "be all, end all," of ME/CFS. Then I realize, hunts go better with more than one hound dog.