Today is my first post in My Diary. Today I discovered that people who should have known better, who have known me all of their lives, people who I have saved from disaster over and over again, people who know me inside and out, believed an impossible lie about me. Just a ridiculous lie that no one who knew me would believe of me. Yet they did. Every single one of them. The thing is, it is family and the other thing is, that it is family that was spreading the lie. Then, because of an awful personal family situation that no one wants to understand, listen to or get in the middle of, one member of the family decided to make a phone call and make things worse, then said he didn't want any part of it. It is amazing to me how family who is supposed to be there to support you, can stab you in the back, especially when times are bad. Now 5 months later, when I try to find out why everyone is quiet and treating me like I don't exist, I discover what happened. Not one person faced me with it at the time, but believed these lies about me and all turned their backs on me when I needed them the most. Well, it is one thing to have your so-called friends treat you this way. Family is something else.
That is why when you have a chronic illness, support groups are so important. We can't always count on our blood relatives to be the families we trust them to be. The support groups we choose however, we can choose carefully can become the loving family we need who will give us the love and support we so badly crave.