I am not a complainer. Or should I say I complain but I don’t make a habit of doing so. I am especially quiet when it comes to the pain my body experiences due to my MS. I’m not a fan of people who constantly gripe and moan about their life. I know this post is going to ruffle some feathers, but I need to get this off my chest.
I understand life can be difficult. After all I live with a disease which is trying to kill me, worse case put me in a wheel chair; best case take away my lifestyle. But I don’t complain. This is the hand dealt me and it is my job to do the best with what remains.
I especially don’t have sympathy for those who complain about pain or how they feel while they have weak eating habits and make excuses as to why they cannot exercise at all, ever. I read a story of a girl who was wheelchair bound who lost nearly 60 pounds by watching her intake and finding exercises she could handle. Disease does not make you eat poorly. And the vast majority of people can find some type of exercise to which they are capable; IF they want to. “If” being the key word.
I know some will get upset at what I am saying and I’m okay with it. But before you get upset and jump on the defensive, stop and think.