For those living with a disability, knowing about a diagnosis will foster more understanding of our situation from others, which will result in easier, more loving and symbiotic relationships.

I hated the labels and without understanding what was different about me, I hated being labelled even more. Those were incredibly hard times. Had my struggles and disability been handled differently, my siblings would have grown up with a better understanding of me too.

People are not inherently jealous. Jealousy comes when the attention is taken away. The spotlight was totally on me because of my physical difficulties and yet the mental and emotional difficulties were never addressed.

It is important for families to talk, so that distance doesn’t become an issue. Families have to want to close the gaps, and to bring understanding.

Ilana Estelle is a mental health and wellbeing advocate who combines educational insight with her personal experience of living with physical, mental, and emotional disabilities. She holds diplomas in Counselling, Diet and Nutrition, Nutritional Therapy, Psychotherapy and Counselling, and Stress Management. Through her writing, Ilana supports others in navigating their emotional, mental, and physical health challenges. In addition to writing for The CP Diary, her work has appeared in healthy lifestyle magazines. Ilana is also the author of three books: Cerebral Palsy: A Story – Finding the Calm After the Storm, Spirituality, Healing and Me, and Survival: The Covid Years – Time for Change.

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2 comments on “Families together”

  1. Yes, it would have been nice to know what was wrong with me, seeing as my parents always acted like everything was okay when it definitely wasn't.

    I was labelled very early on as being the sickly one and very spoiled by getting most of the attention, but it wasn't because I did anything to make them treat me that way.

    They totally ignored their own issues which if they had addressed them, it would have made all of our lives a lot easier and I would have been able to get the treatment I needed, when I first needed it.

    Things could have turned out so much differently, which is what I so often get wrapped up in thinking. All of the 'what ifs' keep running through my mind, when I need to stay focused on the reality of what I can do now to make my life better.

    1. Thanks Randy. Yes, it's nice that we can resonate with each other. Just not something you anticipate that you're going to have to do as a child.

      It's not how that is supposed to play out. We both know what should have happened. We know what didn't happen and what we need to do now.

      I believe it's always harder to look back and wish because then you get the 'what ifs' as you suggest in your response.

      We must feel the fear and get on with the job in hand of correcting certain aspects of our life.

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