I heard a rather heartbreaking story the other day.
But first, some context. Do you know how it feels to be involuntarily childless? I sort of do. Because, when me and my now ex were trying to get pregnant, we struggled a lot, for reasons that I’ll of course keep private. We desperately wanted a child so that we could raise our next generation. But, things were looking bleak. It seemed like we were doomed to walk around sans any children, forever. Those of you who have gone through it, you know how painful it is. Heartbreaking doesn’t even begin to describe it.
If you don’t know how it feels, actually be glad you don’t.
Because it’s so horrible.
Anyway, fast forward a couple of years. Me, being no saint, broke up with my girlfriend for, yet again, reasons that I’ll keep private. Now, I have the responsibility to raise a child, together with my ex. Shared custody. Not the ideal way of raising my daughter, but it’s surely better than not having a daughter at all.
Plus, the kid is healthy, happy and actually pretty damn smart if I may say so myself.
There are few things that I enjoy more than having the little thing sit on my lap and read a book or tell her a story and make her laugh.
Which why this story is so horrible.
First, imagine not being able at all to have your child on the lap.
Not because it damages your child or because your child doesn’t want it. But because you cannot take the pain. Whatever kind of load that you’re allowing yourself to put on your body, it seriously hurts and it hurts really bad. It’s painful and uncomfortable, you cannot allow your child to sit on your lap.
Not when the child is crying and needs consoling.
Not when the child feels alone and needs comfort.
Not when you want to bond with your child and read a story.
In fact, it feels like your skin is like a boiling cauldron, and when someone touches you, that’s when the cap falls off and it all boils over. Boiling liquid being poured onto your skin, slowly, eating you up.
A pain like nothing else.
All because your child needs comfort and love.
Not to mention all the times your child wants to climb onto you and have a little fun.
Such is often the life with a chronic pain disorder. It feels like your body is as sensitive as a land mine and that literally all it takes is for someone to gently touch it to make it explode.
If you dare to take advice from someone who’s not a qualified medical expert, then I know just what you need. It’s something that has made people literally feel like they’ve changed their bodies and they’re not in as much pain as they used to be.
It’s called CBD oil and has completely changed many a person’s life.
If you suffer from chronic pain, whether you have (grand)children or not, then what are you waiting for?
Do you love pain that much?