I really don't ask for that much from my friends, all I want is that every once in a while they will think of my pain, yet I never fail to be disappointed...
When "we must have lunch" in a restaurant a 15 minute power walk away and go with someone else when I say I can't walk that far.
When they run when it rains and I can only catch up ten minutes later soaked from head to toe because I physically couldn't walk any faster and they had the umbrella.
When they sprint the last street to the bus stop because it's leaving and keep their foot in the door yelling hurry hurry even though they know I can't.
When I have to ask them to take a taxi with me, I'll pay and they show their annoyance, if only briefly.
When I have to sit out a walk on the pier or in a park, and no one stays with me on the bench.
When they don't care, time and time again. I never fail to be disappointed in them. It breaks my heart every single time. I'd do those simple things without question for any of them, maybe it takes suffering to breed compassion. Perhaps they are just too carefree to care!
I hope at some point they will all learn compassion, and some days I think if they are not kind to me why should I be kind to them, but it doesn't work like that.
I will always show kindness to those in pain and suffering, that is one of the most important things that chronic pain has taught me.