15th Sept 1990 -
The Invisible Handicap
I have a handicap - but no one can see it.
I am not like someone who is crippled, whose handicap everyone can see.
I am not like my friend, who was born with his fingers deformed.
But like them, I do have a major handicap.
My nervous system is over-sensitive, and has been so all my life.
For the past nine months, it has developed a nervous habit,
Of over manufacturing fear related adrenalin,
Causing physical and emotional side effects.
But no one knows, no one can see it - only the couple of people I have told.
Sometimes I wish I had a visible handicap, and then people would know -
Know what I feel like and what I'm suffering from.
I have managed to pinpoint the main area of conflict,
That manages to cause so many problems in me.
The conflict lies between what I think I can do,
And what I really can do.
Because I have a capable and analytical mind,
Which can visualize me doing many things,
Yet only now I have finally learnt,
That my emotional system is mega-sensitive -
Over-sensitive, in fact.
It bruises and bleeds so easily, and affects me in so many ways.
I never realised that all "these" things that happen to me,
Have all been caused by this one thing.
I did not realise anything was wrong, and kept going.
The other problem is my lack of physical energy,
My mind never considers it when pondering what to do.
Do you, or have you had, an invisible handicap? (Does not have to be depression, there are many ‘invisible’ handicaps that can afflict us.) Please feel free to share your experiences in the comments box below this article.
Depression is a very real handicap that affects every aspect of our lives – physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually.
While still in depression’s early days, when I had no hope and everything seemed blacker than I could endure, I had to see our family doctor since the doctor who had placed me on anti-depressants had gone to live in the country. I gave the doctor a summary of what I was going through and asked for a repeat prescription.
He gave me the prescription, but his attitude was very condescending. He pointed out that the family who had been to see him prior to my appointment had two mentally challenged children. He said that this family had real problems and then left the sentence hanging – his unspoken point was that there was comparatively nothing wrong with me.
The doctor apparently had little idea about the effect depression can have upon our lives.
The above diary entry also shows when I finally learnt the difference between what I thought I could do, and what I could do. Since that time, I have been careful to pace myself.
On a positive note, my nervous system did not remain over-sensitive or “mega-sensitive.” I still have a tendency to be anxious, but nothing like before. While recovering from depression I learnt to rely upon Christ and His strength, instead of fighting and fearing what I was going through. John 14:1 became the theme verse of my life. “Let not your heart be troubled, trust in God, trust also in Me.”
If you would like to see how I learnt to deal with and overcome anxiety and anxious thoughts, here are two of my earlier blog posts that deal with those issues.
Breaking the Fear Cycle
Dealing with Fearful Thoughts
Praise our loving Heavenly Father for giving us a High Priest who can sympathise with us and comfort us in such difficult times.
Hebrews 4:14-16 ‘Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has gone through the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathise with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet was without sin. Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.’
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11 comments:
Blessings dear one! Depression is a nasty handicap.....I too know. Appreciate your links to overcoming fear and just being able to share your heart Peter. Thank you.
Bless you for being so real, and very inspiring.
GOD bless you for sharing your open heart.
Thank you, Peter, for sharing your heart like this. My husband's handicap is sometimes invisible. We sometimes get looks when we park in handicapped parking, and when he takes the motorized cart in the grocery store. Frustrating, but we have learned to take it in stride for the most part.
When I sustained a neck injury in 1997, it was very difficult to be seen by treating doctors as if I was just imagining the pain. It's just hard for them to diagnose if there's no physical manifestation like gross swelling or tenderness. And with the workcomp. being abused by many, it's just hard to prove your case even if the pain was so real to me [up to now, on and off]. But that incident made me more thankful to God because if I was compassionate before, I was more after that injury as I helped my patients with physical limitations and painful extremities in an Orthopedic floor. I thank no one but God for helping me overcome this and bringing me to another job that not only lessened my pain, but that I could really be an instrument in sharing His Good News, by His grace. Thank you for your inspiring posts bro. Peter. God bless.
Hi, Peter!
How devasting that experience must have been seeing that doctor and knowing you have an extra sensitive nervous system and yet being criticized by a professional. What an overcomer you are with God's help.
This post reminded me of Sheila Walsh's book, The Heartbreak No One Sees.
Did you ever write a post about what you needed (need) most from your family, friends, others when you were in so much pain?
Thanks for sharing, JBR, and yes, a nasty handicap indeed. I praise God for the way you are seeking Him so fervently, even in the midst of the very real pain you are experiencing as you walk through the healing and restoration process.
Thanks for encouraging me Denise and Andrea.
Joanne, you are ever an inspiration to me. You've just had your tenth spiritual birthday, yet have journey so far in the Lord. Praying for you and your husband.
Hi RCUBEs, neck injuries are terrible, and so frustrating that others did not take you seriously. One of my dear friends in Japan had whiplash from a car accident, and she was in agony for many months. Thank you for sharing how God used that trial in your life to help you understand and help others.
Thank you for the encouragement, Saleslady. On the day in which I saw that doctor, I was feeling rather low, but I praise God that He lead me to another doctor in 1992 who understood everything I was going through, and was able to provide heaps of support.
Have you seen one of my early posts, 'How Do You Support Someone Suffering from Depression?' In that article I have shared the types of support that helped me during those years. God bless :)
Peter, appreciate you, thank you!
I am subscribed to your blog so I get the emails when you make a new post, but somehow I think something is wrong with it because I noticed after viewing your blog today that I didn't get some of the other posts sent via email. Or maybe my husband accidently deleted it; not sure. (We share the same email account, so I'll ask him to make sure he doesn't delete anything that reads 'Feedblitz'.)
Okay enough of that. This post is great; love the poem you wrote back in 1990.
I also love....well I usually love most everything you write; it's so very raw and real, which is so needed!
My 'invisible', yet also sometimes visible handicap is social anxiety in big crowds. Some people can 'see' it but others can't, but it's a big thing for me, which I've slowly managed to work on and take some control over. Some blogger friends actually gave me their telephone number so I can call them, but I told them in a polite way that I'm not sure I can for awhile. But truth be told I just was terrified. To write things to someone in letter form (internet, email, blogging, ect...) is easier for me. But put me in a huge crowd and I have a panic attack. Some days are weird though because I'm totally fine and actually talkative and nobody would ever know I suffered this, but inside they don't know that it doesn't come naturally to socialize; I have to literally work on it. So that is my 'Invisible' handicap, which grips me with major fear like no other, which also led to some depression later, (that I didn't know I had at the time).
I love reading your open heart Peter; it's so awesome and great to read others share the deeper, vulnerable sides to them. It simply makes it easier for me to share my true self as well.
Love this post!
I think if I were to be honest, I've had many invisible handicaps throughout my life. I remember walking into stores with my mother, who was clearly physically and mentally handicapped. I'd watch people stare and whisper, fake smile, etc. That did a lot of invisible injury to my heart & mind, and it manifested itself in different ways growing up.
I praise the Lord each and every day that He set me free from thinking on those things and from receiving any identity from status, or in my case, the lack thereof, growing up. Now I see that He was my strength all along, and my mom's too.
Very real topic which you speak of, and as usual, God is in it, doing a whole lot of good for a whole lot of people. He is here to set us free and make us whole from any and every disability, handicap or stronghold--none are invisible to Him.
Thank you for sharing your invisible handicap too, Sarah, but praise God you are not letting it get the upper hand and that you are working on it with the help of our wonderful Lord. Thanks also for your encouragement, as always.
Thanks for sharing your journey too, Lauralee. Your testimony is one of the most amazing I've ever heard, and what you've shared about your mother has been such an inspiration to me.
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