Anonymous online ranting, people talking about how much their lives are the penultimate of Hell...I’m talking about the site that started it all,
FMyLife. FMyLife allows people from all walks of life to confess openly, without their identity being revealed, about how their lives are pissing them off. It's awesome.
FMySCI is a slight variation of the original site, creating a never-seen-before place where people with spinal cord injuries can tell it like it is in the most raw and poignant way you’ve ever seen. It’s revelatory. Just go and read som of the more recent entries. If you’ve ever wanted to know what it’s like to be paralyzed, or just posses a morbid curiosity, FMySCI will feed that need and more so.
One of the entries from today - June 1st - is from a woman who’s also paralyzed. She wrote something so heartbreakingly awful, yet it was therapeutic to read. I could relate, and relating in it of itself is critically important to coping. Here’s what she wrote:
I’m afraid no man will ever love me because of my SCI. The only guy who did was a devotee (someone with a wheelchair fetish). I’m afraid I will be denied the simple joys that many other women experience: love, marriage, and children. I’m afraid I’m going to have to learn how to live life alone, because of my injury. FMySCI.Raw, isn't it? And I hate to say it, but she’s really not being that much of a negative ninny (even though she was obviously having a bad day when she wrote it). Dating with a SCI is never easy. To find someone who’s not weirded about by your difference? Yeah, it can seem hopeless. So to read this faceless woman’s post and hear her bemoan her painful life situation helped me feel like I’d finally found my doppelganger. A great feeling indeed.
To not feel alone, to know someone else out there intimately knows your pain, is something we all must strive for. Maybe they should make a FMy<insert condition here> for all kinds of disabilities and situations?
