Ever notice when you read an article and it just speaks to you…like it was written for you. Yesterday I read an article on www.momeomagazine.com and it was like someone was watching my every move. It wasn’t profound in it’s findings or points but right on target with, I now imagine, many like me. That is what amazed me there where others like me there had to be, they would not right that article for just me.
A couple weeks ago, I got a terrible intestinal virus, nasty nasty that sidelined me like nothing else could. I thought I was going to be going to the hospital. After several days and lots of sleep I felt well enough to go in to the office. What happened made me so happy, there was another person there who had the same thing. I was so happy to know I wasn’t the only one, weird yes. But I think it’s true, misery loves company, no not because we want others to feel pain but to know we are not alone in our down times.
Several years ago my husband was diagnosed with lung cancer, a heady issue for him and I and what would be for our young children. It’s funny I ran to the Internet a lot for explanations of terms and phases of this horrible disease, but I did not want to speak with anyone about what I was going through. I knew there was no time for that it was not about me. After he passed away, I went looking for others who were like me, young with children and on my own with it all. I found tons of people willing to listen, willing to offer advice etc and I soaked it all up. To be with others who knew what it was like makes all the difference. I found I started to look for them, those I wanted to help, we want to share our misery and help to move on from it.
I think misery loves company, not to dwell and wallow in it but to share the pain or issue and by doing so we help others and ourselves move on from it and grow stronger.Misery Loves Company and That’s a Good Thing