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Gallery of Grossness and Gaslighting
The wounds are bad. They’re not healing well on their own. I need help. And it’s good that I’m getting it…and I wasn’t. Until I insisted. After the initial relief passed, I started feeling really tired, sad, and angry. Not only at myself this time, but also at my surgeon…he’d made me believe I was exaggerating and being needy and extra…things I’m terrified of being. I’m not mad that I got an infection and that the wounds opened up- these things happen sometimes- but I am mad that he didn’t acknowledge it or deal with it. I think him dragging his feet- which I’m guessing relates to his ego and not wanting to confront unpleasant things- may have allowed the wounds to worsen…and for me to lose trust in myself. And that makes me furious.
