What to do when Chronic Illness Leaves You Feeling Lost, Alone, & Confused

What to do when Chronic Illness Leaves You Feeling Lost, Alone, & Confused

March 6, 2017 | Posted in: Chronic Life

As a four-year-old girl, I once peed my pants while hiding inside a circular rounder of clothing at our local Wal-Mart store. Having been somehow separated from my mom for what felt like an eternity, I’d become increasingly afraid of all the unknowns around me. Everything felt foreign, menacing, and overwhelming. As time passed, the idea that I had been cut off from my mom for all eternity cemented in my mind. In the end, I cocooned myself within the nearest rounder of clothing, shaking with terror. My sobs must have alerted someone to my presence, because just as my fear peaked and I released my bladder onto the floor, the clothes parted, and the face of an elderly Wal-Mart employee appeared. Queue ultimate humiliation.

While I felt sheer relief upon being reunited with my mom, she felt a different combination of emotions. It turns out learning your daughter peed on the Wal-Mart floor doesn’t emit instant jubilation.

The thing is, I felt lost, alone, and afraid. So I hid. (and peed)

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