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PN & Confidence: Is there a connection?

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First of all, I have an awful lot of inner pride for the physical improvements I’ve made and the hard work I put in physical therapy to get from wheelchair to wobbling unassisted. I am thankful for what I can achieve today vs when I got my sudden crippling PN handicap. But that’s not what other people know or see.

Where I struggle with self-confidence is how other people look at me. No, it’s not my imagination, and it’s not just little kids who stare a little too long. I was 51 (now 60). I get looks assessing me when I get out of my handicapped spot or grab an electric cart in the store. I get much more compassion though and people offering me assistance, but for those that look at me like I’m damaged or contagious, it doesn’t help with self confidence. I had a person “joke” that I needed to be cut off at a social once because I wasn’t walking straight (I don’t even drink).

Maybe it’s more self awareness vs self confidence and that little bit of sadness that comes with what I’ve lost. Overall my inner pride wins over the awkwardness that I might feel around others, for they don’t know what they don’t know. As @njed has coached, I try to stay positive and focus on what I CAN do!

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"Where I struggle with self-confidence is how other people look at me."

Ah, yes, the looks –– and the unasked for offers of help. I'd a moment the other day when friends dropped by –– friends my partner and I used to visit frequently but haven't in several months because of their ultra-stylish furnishings (e.g., armless, low, low chairs) and my difficulty standing after sitting for spell. (I know this is a sad reason for not seeing friends!) The other day, visting our home, the friends announced that they'd acquired a "chair just for me." My silent reaction? My silent twofold reaction? Gratitude on the one hand (which I did give voice to), and, on the other hand … what should I call it? Resentment? Mild-grade anger? (unspoken, of course): How dare my friends call attention to my struggle standing from low chairs! How rude of them to even notice! (Crazy, isn't it –– not my friends. I mean me. 🙂 But at least what I'm telling you is honest: my "silent twofold reaction" to what can only be characterized as kindness. Ah, PN, do you see what you're doing to me? 🙂 )

Cheers!
Ray (@ray666)