What's Wrong with People?

What’s Wrong with People

I love the crisp, fresh air

Through my open window

This new Spring day,

The sun still asleep,

An hour of darkness

Still left

And all I

I want to do is hide,

To get lost

In the cool air,

To find

The peace in going home

I’m scared,

Scared all the time now

Knowing that each day

Means there’s a little less

Of me

Having lost so much

Of my strength, my will,

My soul

To some damn disease

I thought I could depend on you

My family, my friends

To help,

To pick up my spirits

To…

I hate people,

Hate them!

Especially those who claim

To love you

Family, friends

These are the people

You think understand

Who should be compassionate?

Who should know your limitation?

Not make you beg for help

or suffer in pain because

They,

I don’t know what

The HELL they want!

What do they want

From me?

Time is running out and

there is so much less of me

But I need to be strong

They need me to be strong.

I need to be loved

And cared for.

What, what is wrong with people?

Why can’t they see my pain,

why can’t they see

How little there is

of me?

How short time is.

Why, when I should

be held closer

do I feel them pushing me away?

What the fuck is wrong with people?

What do they want?

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  • Oh, Jane... it's amazing to me how you are able to write what's going on in my head, but am unable to cannot express it.

    I am very shy, and an extreme introvert. Nevertheless, I had a small group of people (maybe 12-15) I considered "friends". Of that group, there is only one person who has stuck w/me. All the rest.... nothing, nada, zilch. No phone calls, no visits, etc. Clearly I misjudged, badly, the relationship I thought we had. Sadly, that extends to my 3 "kids" ( who are now in their 30's) as well. I virtually never hear from them... and no visits. The last time they came to see me was on Xmas day... and all three live w/in 40 to 90 minutes away. I think they are embarrassed by my unsteadiness, my extremely slow movement. and my DBS-induced slurred speech.

    Please keep on with the poetry... it really hits home w/me.

  • It is their loss

  • my words exactly !!!

  • They are ignorant about PD and need to be educated. Have the Parkinson's Foundation send them some info so they can learn about you and what you are facing. God Bless you- Sorry they are so medically illiterate.

  • This is wonderful. Expresses exactly the way I am feeling at this very moment. Thank you so much for posting this.

  • Cried while writing this. Can't believe that the people you love the most hurt you the most. Hard to shake those feelings.

  • Wow so true! Thanks for venting!

  • I am so sorry that those you love the most are those who give you the least. My theory is these people are frightened they are going to lose us and their way of dealing with this is to pretend nothing is happening. My husband and children are unable to talk to me about Parkinsons and while I find out as much as I can they will not talk to me about it. I shed a tear when I read your post as we can all visualise ourselves reaching the same point as you. I am sure they love you, but just can't handle the situation. Sorry I can't offer you any more comfort except perhaps you should show them what you have written and maybe they will understand how YOU feel.

    Sue

  • I can relate only too well with your comments.My children and Husband are wonderful but none of them want to talk about my Parkinsons very much at all.My husband won't talk about it but notices everything I can and can't do and reacts accordingly in that if he sees I'm struggling he will take on that job without fuss. The trouble is I feel like I have to explain all the time,how I feel and why I can't do something.I know the children don't want to admit to themselves that I have an incurable disease and guess they think if they don't talk about it ,it will go away!!

  • As a caregiver it is hard to live with a loved one who is stricken and whose every day is slowed and consumed with random symptoms. We cannot alleviate your symptoms and our lives continue outside of your PD. Yet we also feel inflicted as we give up and limit our own activities because of our patient's needs. Spontaneity becomes impossible, time off work is consumed by care taking and doctor's appointments and conversation is dominated by descriptions of symptoms and possible cures. It is hard to be so needed and we can feel guilty for trying to live out our own lives. PD is a very lonely illness and the duration is a lifetime, cut us some slack.

  • Yes as a caregiver myself I agree how difficult it is seeing the one you love change, struggle with everything. I sometimes stand back and watch my husband struggling and cry I never let him see me cry as he does not I believe he sees what I see. Life changes for the carer too all hopes and dreams slased, but love conquers all eventally and I am lucky at least to still have him . I have lost members of my family prematurely one with motor neurons disease another cruelty. I take my strength from him and my God , take care of yourselves x

  • That is part of the deal for better or for worse etc. We all

    Have choices.

  • and from you I can ask the same, "just cut me some slack'

  • Love it !

  • I understand.....totally.

  • As I read your poem, I felt many emotions that so far have eluded me on this journey of ours. I could almost taste your despair, panic and pain. You ask 'What's wrong with people?'. I think, they are scared out of their minds and just turn their faces away because they do not or cannot face up to the realities of this dreadful disease. They can choose to pretend its not happening...we can't. Brave is probably not the best word to describe the strength you are showing in dealing with your fears. Whatever stage of the journey we are at, all of us understand where you are coming from at this moment in time. I just wish and hope that the people you love, who you feel are denying you the love and comfort you need, could read your poetry. I have read some of your poems before and I know you are in a bad place at this point. I pray you get some comfort from all of your friends here, who really do care.x

  • I posted this poem on my Facebook page 16 hrs ago, a place where my friends and family can keep in contact with me. As of a few moments ago no one has even opened it up.

  • Shame on them! Hugs and love, Terri..

  • We deal with Parkinson's with lots of comedy. Watch only funny movies and You Tube clips. PD patients can get pretty demanding at times -- they want something and they want it now.

    Family does not want to face that they could have the same messed up genes. They don't call -- because they don't want to feel obligated to help.

    My advice -- find people who love humor and get involved with them. Get some sunshine everyday. Get a physical trainer to come to your house or gym and work out at least 2 times a week. Don't dwell on what you can't do -- find things you can do.

    Show positive attitude.

  • I am so sorry. Talking about PD, laughing and crying together has made life in our household almost normal. My husband was diagnosed 20 years ago and I am his caretaker.

    There is no excuse, for not being there emotionally for you, but I have seen it with some friends and family members too. They do not know, how to handle the situation, so they stay away emotionally and physically altogether.

  • Hello gorgeous you, I read your poems and understand they are a release for you, but the content makes me sad. Whilst my health is changing I am happy that I continue to be very happy and fulfilled. Yes I battle things, stiffness, pain, and all the other stuff PD brings but I dont think on it. Everyday bring the opportunity to max it out, and thats what I try and do. All I am really saying is thinking of you xxx

  • Thank You, My Friend! I'm just tired.

  • IN my case, I understand that my wife was expecting ME to be there for HER, but now it's the opposite. We have a type 1 Diabetic son, my wife deals with aheart condition that leaves her often exhausted but SHE does the finances, runs the house, and works part time and doesn't seem too sympathetic when I say I've got nothing in the tank at this moment. When my drugs work I want to use the time doing what makes me feel good as I feel shitty so much of the time and that doesn't usually include what she would like me to do9house stuff). But I do what I can do..Both my sons are away in university and when they're home we don't usually discuss our illnesses. I am indeed lucky that I have some lifelong friends who've always been there for me and I try to be there for my friends when needed.. I am out in the community alot and it is very visible that I have Parkinsons but as a musician, I take every opportunity to play that I can and get the most out of it, tremoring and immobile or not. I cannot beat the Darkness ultimately, but I can win enough battles to want to keep on going the next day. What I am saying to you is you need to get involved get out and make new friends on your terms that will appreciate you for the now you. You obviously have literary talent, find other people who can write or appreciate your ability to express your pain. DON'T let the pain define you. Take it by the balls and try to suck the life out of each day.

  • Ignorance can be corrected but (you fill in the blank) is forever.

    Their loss not yours .

  • When the sky is just dawn

    when the night has just fallen

    when the air is heavy with rain

    when the bird songs just can be heard

    take a moment to love yourself

    take a moment to pray

    give yourself what you need

    it is all within you

    lament the loss of what you expect

    rejoice the gain of what you accomplish

    give them the grace of foregiveness

    give yourself the peace of understanding

    hold on to the memory of what you were

    grasp the opportunity of what you are

    PD is not the end

    PD is the path chosen for us to LIVE

    Do not be a disappointment to yourself

    Become stronger than your foe

    For they were not chosen

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