"I'm sorry that there are things wrong with you, but those are beside the point."
D. said that to me today. I'd been having a tough morning and I told him he was very kind to be so patient with me. I'd just about given up on finding someone like that, considering all my experiences with the dark and repulsive underbelly of basic human nature. I'm patient with him, too, the same as I hope others will be with me. I learned to have patience because of struggling with CFIDS/ME; it's only because of having things wrong with me that I learned those important lessons. That's when he said, "I'm sorry that there are things wrong with you, but those are beside the point."
In a nutshell, that's the essence of all I've ever wanted, for someone to see me and get beyond the limits of my CFIDS/ME. No one ever did, until now. I'm so glad he is the exception to the rule. I am so very, very lucky.
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