To the lady who rolled her eyes at me...to the woman who made me back my wheelchair up a good 25 feet to "let her by"...to the cashier who became frustrated when she saw me "roll up"...to all the glares and whispers: Invisible Illnesses SUCK! In a big way. I don't have a cast, I'm young, I look relatively healthy. Of course you don't know I'm 2.5 weeks recovered from a life threatening brain surgery, or that I'm not allowed to stand for more than a few minutes at a time, or that I have severe osteoarthritis and 2 types of Lupus, currently in a flare. Yes I'm smiling and laughing. I'm thrilled to be ALIVE! But you don't see the struggle I face daily to sit up in my bed, how painful it is to take my first several steps in the morning. You don't realize I have a migraine that NEVER ceases...ever...24/7, and that there is no cure for my rare type of migraine. All you see is a young woman in a wheelchair, with 5 children in tow (we actually wanted 7), and immediately place judgement.
The point to my post is don't judge according to appearance. You don't know what a stranger's circumstances are. You don't know how difficult it was for them to swallow their pride and sit in that wheelchair. You don't know how difficult it was for them to get out of bed.