People need people, even more so when we're sick, or going through tough times. When I was diagnosed I kind of shut people out. I didn't want to bring them down too, or I didn't think they could possibly understand, or I feared running them off with my whining. What I should have done was accept their encouragement, their understanding. I felt vulnerable, like my body had failed me, ashamed. It was hard for me to let people in to help me get through it. Looking back, I should have accepted their hands, their ears, their hearts.
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