Betrayed by My Body, Not by Life
“Do I feel betrayed? I sometimes say that I feel that I have been betrayed by my body, that it is trying to kill me. But betrayed by life? Never.”
I was going to write about something completely different today, but when I saw the posting by a man named Troy, and the questions he asked, I threw the other piece away. Actually that's not true, it will probably show up tomorrow. But here's what Troy asked.
How hard is it to not feel betrayed by life? How can illness possibly be part of a plan? You always hear people say, "Everything happens for a reason." I just don't see the reasons.
My father, like so many others, taught me that you should never talk about religion and politics. These days, it seems like the two are inseparably linked, but that's a whole different story. But Troy's questions pretty much go to the heart of what any of us believe.
I can only answer for myself. Do I feel betrayed? I sometimes say that I feel that I have been betrayed by my body, that it is trying to kill me. But betrayed by life? Never. I'm not angry about my cancer, that may be the one emotion that hasn't come out of this. But I don't blame anyone or anything. I accept what has happened to me, and to so many others. But there are so many other people who are carrying a much heavier burden, who are facing much more difficult challenges.
There are people whose medical conditions make the simplest of actions, the ones we don't even think about, into an ordeal. And they live with that every day. There are people all over the world for whom every day is a struggle just to survive, to find something to eat, to find a way to avoid death at the hands of killers. I've had a good life. No, let me correct that, I have a good life. My cancer is just something bad that's happened, but it's part of my life, and I'll try to deal with it the best I can. After all, I've had plenty of good things happen to me, too.
Is it part of a plan? Is there a reason? I can give the medical reasons, but that's not what Troy is asking. And this is where it all comes down to what we believe. Is there a plan for us? Is that plan something that we can understand? Clearly, those questions can only be answered in terms of faith, or lack thereof. I don't think I'm being punished, I don't think I did anything to deserve my cancer.
There are so many things that we cannot understand. I had the good fortune to be born in this country, where I can worry about my weight, where I have access to the best medical care in the world, where life is pretty easy. There are millions of people in Africa and war-torn areas around the world who were born into a world where life is short and death is swift and brutal. Did they deserve that? Of course not.
So in the end, I fall back on one statement that I repeat to myself pretty often. "We are not given the burdens we deserve, we are given the burdens we can bear." I can bear this burden, this disease, for a while longer. In the meantime, I will try to live the best life, to be the best person I can be. I have made mistakes in my life, I have done things that I'm not very proud of, but the cancer has nothing to do with that. Cancer is just a disease, not judge and jury. Is there a reason? I don't know. But I do know that there is still a reason to get up each morning, take a deep breath, enjoy the sunrise, and then go fight like hell.
6:57 AM ET | 10- 4-2006 | permalink


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