
Too Many Of Us Are Dying
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Too many of us are dying.
I see people protesting the rights of many marginalized groups and important issues. I see people up in arms over injustices faced by people all around the world. Injustices that should be fought against and I do not intend to downplay. If I was healthy, I would be out there fighting against them too.
But ME/CFS and Long Covid patients ARE DYING. Not to mention suffering endlessly from symptoms that are often only comparable to what any other human being ever experiences right before death. For neverending decades. And I don’t see anyone even blinking an eye. I don’t see anyone even seeing us. We do not exist for most of the public in this world.
Racial equality matters
Climate change matters
Reproductive rights matter
LGBTQ+ rights matter
Voting rights matters
Labor rights matter
Immigration policy matters
Religious freedom matters
etc (there are a lot of things that matter 😉 )
But we are asking for the right to LIVE. We have already lost all of the rights people are actively in the streets fighting for in the list above. Gone. For decades. Again, WE ARE DYING. Most of us can't even have children, hold a job, go to church, be in a relationship. We aren’t asking for the right to have the kind of sex we want to have, we are too sick to even have sex. We aren’t asking for the right to practice the kind of religion we choose, we are asking to be able to practice anything - from religion to even simply taking care of ourselves - our basic necessities. We are too sick to even be out in the world enough to face the kind of inequality being fought for all around the world. We are fighting for our lives, often stuck at home or in bed.
Where is the public outcry or even public support? Many issues matter, it is important to mention them not to downplay them, but to show that people indeed fight for things that matter and put into perspective the lack of support for ME/CFS and Long Covid patients, who face much worse and have no support. We don’t even have the awareness of our plight for the outrcy that other issues face. We do not even exist for most of the public in this world.
If I lit mysef on fire in front of the White House with a sign about ME/CFS awareness (something I have thought about doing when I feel suicidal, but won’t because I refuse to give up), it wouldn’t even make the news, and even if it did, I would just be written off as a loony.
People in this world care a great deal about many injustices. But they do not seem to care about us in the slightest.
Hopes and dreams are the spark that weave everything beautiful about humanity; Every single thing in human history we are proud of; Every single thing that is renowned or gives us perspective or shapes our understanding about the world. ME/CFS and Long Covid supress all of our hopes and dreams and this is for me the most devastating thing about the illness. All the beauty inside me and inside all of us that cannot be made real or shared. But I am still alive, there is hope for the future still, of some chance at a treatment that lets me share some of myself with the world. But too many of us are dying. And when one of us dies, all of their hopes and dreams are not just supressed, they are lost forever. Bridget O’Shea died this week. One of many ME/CFS and Long Covid deaths in recent months.
I just want to contribute to the beauty in this world. Bridget (see @Bridget_OShea on Twitter or her blog about ME/CFS) had so much beauty to contribute to this world. Beauty no one will ever see continue now because of indifference, ableism, cruelty, lack of humanity. Bridget and everything she would have continued to contribute to this world were lost forever by the cogs of a big machine that doesn't care about anything but easy, quick, short term money. But it’s bigger than that. Even people who aren’t part of the system of greed and care about equality, justice, social reform, etc., don’t care about ME/CFS or Long Covid patients. And I do not understand why. I am heartbroken, tired of being absolutely and completely stifled and suppressed, tired of losing beautiful people to indifference, tired of not knowing why people are so indifferent, tired of wasting away while beauty rots inside me.
The world needs to start caring about us and standing up for us the way it stands up for other injustices. We are dying. We are losing every single one of our basic human rights including our basic ability to contribute to this world and the world is losing everything we have to contribute.
And that must change. Someday research will show our suffering to be real and it will simply be impossible to ignore us no matter what people think, and things will change. But the suffering and death we will endure in the meantime and have endured for decades is inexcusable. I will never forgive humanity or this world for our suffering and for discarding the beauty inside every single one of us like it is garbage.
Love,
Whitney
Too many of us are dying.
I see people protesting the rights of many marginalized groups and important issues. I see people up in arms over injustices faced by people all around the world. Injustices that should be fought against and I do not intend to downplay. If I was healthy, I would be out there fighting against them too.
But ME/CFS and Long Covid patients ARE DYING. Not to mention suffering endlessly from symptoms that are often only comparable to what any other human being ever experiences right before death. For neverending decades. And I don’t see anyone even blinking an eye. I don’t see anyone even seeing us. We do not exist for most of the public in this world.
Racial equality matters
Climate change matters
Reproductive rights matter
LGBTQ+ rights matter
Voting rights matters
Labor rights matter
Immigration policy matters
Religious freedom matters
etc (there are a lot of things that matter 😉 )
But we are asking for the right to LIVE. We have already lost all of the rights people are actively in the streets fighting for in the list above. Gone. For decades. Again, WE ARE DYING. Most of us can't even have children, hold a job, go to church, be in a relationship. We aren’t asking for the right to have the kind of sex we want to have, we are too sick to even have sex. We aren’t asking for the right to practice the kind of religion we choose, we are asking to be able to practice anything - from religion to even simply taking care of ourselves - our basic necessities. We are too sick to even be out in the world enough to face the kind of inequality being fought for all around the world. We are fighting for our lives, often stuck at home or in bed.
Where is the public outcry or even public support? Many issues matter, it is important to mention them not to downplay them, but to show that people indeed fight for things that matter and put into perspective the lack of support for ME/CFS and Long Covid patients, who face much worse and have no support. We don’t even have the awareness of our plight for the outrcy that other issues face. We do not even exist for most of the public in this world.
If I lit mysef on fire in front of the White House with a sign about ME/CFS awareness (something I have thought about doing when I feel suicidal, but won’t because I refuse to give up), it wouldn’t even make the news, and even if it did, I would just be written off as a loony.
People in this world care a great deal about many injustices. But they do not seem to care about us in the slightest.
Hopes and dreams are the spark that weave everything beautiful about humanity; Every single thing in human history we are proud of; Every single thing that is renowned or gives us perspective or shapes our understanding about the world. ME/CFS and Long Covid supress all of our hopes and dreams and this is for me the most devastating thing about the illness. All the beauty inside me and inside all of us that cannot be made real or shared. But I am still alive, there is hope for the future still, of some chance at a treatment that lets me share some of myself with the world. But too many of us are dying. And when one of us dies, all of their hopes and dreams are not just supressed, they are lost forever. Bridget O’Shea died this week. One of many ME/CFS and Long Covid deaths in recent months.
I just want to contribute to the beauty in this world. Bridget (see @Bridget_OShea on Twitter or her blog about ME/CFS) had so much beauty to contribute to this world. Beauty no one will ever see continue now because of indifference, ableism, cruelty, lack of humanity. Bridget and everything she would have continued to contribute to this world were lost forever by the cogs of a big machine that doesn't care about anything but easy, quick, short term money. But it’s bigger than that. Even people who aren’t part of the system of greed and care about equality, justice, social reform, etc., don’t care about ME/CFS or Long Covid patients. And I do not understand why. I am heartbroken, tired of being absolutely and completely stifled and suppressed, tired of losing beautiful people to indifference, tired of not knowing why people are so indifferent, tired of wasting away while beauty rots inside me.
The world needs to start caring about us and standing up for us the way it stands up for other injustices. We are dying. We are losing every single one of our basic human rights including our basic ability to contribute to this world and the world is losing everything we have to contribute.
And that must change. Someday research will show our suffering to be real and it will simply be impossible to ignore us no matter what people think, and things will change. But the suffering and death we will endure in the meantime and have endured for decades is inexcusable. I will never forgive humanity or this world for our suffering and for discarding the beauty inside every single one of us like it is garbage.
Love,
Whitney
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