TO TELL OR NOT..... TO TELL
My third stage is the one I am currently in - I no longer feel the need to shout things from the rooftops, but if people ask, I tell them the truth.
Everyone close to me already knows. Except two people. My parents.
One of the things I didn't bargain for is this dilemma of 'to tell or
not to tell'. For some, I guess the decision is taken out of their hands.
Their natural reaction on that fateful day when the kind lady looks into
your eyes and says, "Positive", is to reach for the mobile and
call Mum and Dad in floods of tears. If you are close to The Rents, this
has its benefits. From Day One, you go through the whole thing TOGETHER.
However, myself and many others, have very ambivalent feelings when we
touch on this subject. On one hand I love my mother and father very much,
and we have always been close. On the other, they are both in their late
sixties, and I am plagued with the constant desire "not to upset
them at their time of life". But this has its costs. It's difficult
to be close to someone when you are carefully editing your life. It's
taken me a year to start having decent conversations with my family again.
Who wants to talk about the weather, or the latest local news crisis,
or your Auntie Jean's new fridge, after you have just been told you have
a life-threatening virus?
Then there are the stories you have to create for quitting your job that
was running you into the ground and became a danger to your health, or
why you suddenly landed a superbly-located-amazingly-cheap one bedroom
council flat that only refugees and people with missing limbs could dream
of....
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