Last week, there was a lot of things going on in my life. I didn’t know whether I had cancer, I was doing follow-up appointments, healing, resting and more.
Perhaps because of this I came off wrong to people. I truly did try to phrase things carefully when speaking and writing. People often take things the wrong way and I am aware of that.
When I taught at the High School level last year, the school had a policy, which was this: No one, including teachers, were told of any diagnosis a student may have until the teacher noticed things and brought that up with the administration. This is because when one knows of a diagnosis, there is evidence that, at this point in history, people discriminate, show favoritism, treat people differently, think they are experts on the subject, among other things.
I have told people of different health issues I have had partly because I have a passion for writing , partly because I have been an advocate, and have been open about many aspects of my life.
Sometimes I wonder if that has been a mistake.
For the past few days, I haven’t been on the internet very much. I have been doing other things. I haven’t updated people on new evidence, medical discussions I have had, and so forth. And I think that I will remain this way.
What I have found is that some people distort what I have said or written, have not been charitable, and, oddly, have been overly invested in my diagnoses. It’s as if other people, some of whom barely know me, are more concerned with aspects of my health than I am–and I’m the one who is living it!
So this is a note stating that (1) that I have been on the internet a whole lot less the past few days and (2) I am no longer updating people about my medical issues.