Dating with Chronic Illness

Dating with Chronic Illness

Dating is usually strange, the whole thing becomes strange. A chronic disease dating … It’s a very different ballgame now. The date has never seemed easy; it is especially difficult to date while having a chronic disease.

Many various factors can make it difficult and sometimes even frightening to date with a chronic disease. When can I say? How can I say? How are they going to react? Are they going to “get it?” Is the way they see me going to change?

What I got to know is: Key to Communication

Feel the friendship, if it’s evident that there’s not a second date, I won’t always tell you to share it, on the first day. I’m a dater type directly to the point. A chronic disease has taught me not to waste my time; I would like to get out of the way with all the tough questions, or perhaps not my chronic disease.

I have sometimes referred to my illness and the reaction I get determines whether conversation continues around the issue. I will go into more detail if they ask questions, but if they don’t, I will table it. If I can’t do a scheduled activity or attend an event, I can bring it up again.

When you see after a while that the relationship has potential and persistence, you have greater knowledge of your disease and how it can help to make the relationship possible. Be honest and frightened of what you need and what you need. Always revisit the list of “needs” and be ready to make the necessary changes. There are two things you need to do right.

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Please remember that you are all and then some! You are all there! You are worthy of good love, and you deserve happiness. You can not be barred from healthy loving relationships by physical limitations.

I always thought, if “why would anyone like to be with me? (I still have my moments) I fight for myself, can I handle the relationship weight!?

If those absurd thoughts threaten to consume me, I remember talking to myself like a friend. I have to remember. I get into the mirror and say, “Girl, look at you. I am well illuminated! As hell, you ‘re okay. You ‘re funny and your illness has made you the most compassionate, passionate and caring person, with everybody being LUCKY! Continue to tell yourself how bomb you ‘re … because eventually it’s true, you’ll start to believe what we already know.

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