To be succinct and private… My incubator worked me for weeks to build rapport and trust with me in my younger days, to get me to tell her a something that she would ultimately, and immediately use and weaponize against me and others.
This wasnt the first time I tried to have a relationship with her, but it did finally open my eyes and become the last. In the many many decades since, I’ve not so much as acknowledge her existence when crossing paths.
Refused to acknowledge cystic fibrosis is actually a real difficult struggle that I needed help and support with
Shit man, I feel that. How are you these days?
I’m post lung transplant and doing a lot better but I still haven’t gotten over having to shoulder so much when I shouldn’t have had to
I’m 19 years post Tx.
In the middle of a divorce, finally decided to see a therapist.
Having the feeling of inevitable doom my whole life probably didn’t do me any favors, especially how I approached things I felt were dumb, unimportant and a waste of what i felt was my limited time.
That said it’s extremely difficult to get me upset by most things that I still see as trivial now. So I ended up with the reputation of being extremely chill and laid back. I just always felt I had limited time and energy and I wasn’t going to waste it of crap that didn’t matter.
I think I ended up with a lot of general empathy, especially for people whose issues go mostly unnoticed or ignored by most people.
It also made me fiercely independent. Spent the last few years helping my wife recover from a major surgery and diagnosis only to be hit with divorce papers.
I’m looking forward to just worrying about myself for a while.
Anyways. Always nice to run into a fellow post-transplant CF’r in the wild.