I don't know, Tessa. Yeah, people probably do tend to "regurgitate" their woes, which might create a "negative engergy." Still, everyone -- CF or no -- seeks empathy. At some level, we all wish somebody -- even one other person -- could know exactly how we feel, good or bad. Isn't this what inspires everything from relationships to the creation of art to the various searches for God you read about on these pages? The alternative is complete alientation: not a happy prospect. Problem is, the more marginalized you feel -- the more alientated from the "normal" ppl around you because of, say, a disability, or poverty, or depression -- the more you actually need that empathy but at the same time sense you can't possibly get it without becoming so dramatic no one can possibly ignore you. From experience, I think this is behind a lot of the "acting up" -- the risky behavior, the suicidal gestures (including choosing not to take care of yourself) -- as well as the "regurgitation," which often sounds to others like whining. It's a tough juggling act, isn't it? Others understand us through the EXPERIENCE of us, which is our stories. And we need them to know us. Yet, if we have something like CF, our stories are likely to be pretty depressing. I've tried hard to act tough through it all, to keep my woes to myself, if for no other reason than to avoid dragging everyone else down with me. Also, when it comes to things like fear and despair, no one else can really fix you anyway. At some point I figured I might as well try to negotiate my own tenuous peace with the disease, not to mention with the common fears and questions everyone faces. So mostly -- not always! -- when I find myself whining, I slap myself and shut up. But I realize this might actually be a FORM of denial -- the tough-guy guise, the APPEARANCE of facing things like a soldier. It also might be nothing more than stubborn pride and the suspicion that if you give an inch, the disease will claim the rest of you. Who knows? I don't recommend any one "way." Mine has a price. It often leads to solitude when I least want it, and all the acting probably merits an academy award. I know others approach things differently, and I can't say they're wrong.
As for the original poster's comments on drug use and avoiding treatments, I confess I've been around the block a few times and done a lot of things I probably shouldn't be alive to tell you about. I don't exactly regret much of it -- I had a lot of good times and they didn't kill me -- but now that I'm an old fart of 39, I've pretty much said goodbye to the vices. There's nothing moral to this -- I just got sick of feeling like hell because of destructive behavior ON TOP OF feeling like hell because of the illness. These days, even if my body's going to seed, I appreciate clarity of mind more than ever. However, I do understand that a nice buzz and a little carousing does make you forget about CF for a while and is even a way to show the illness "who's boss." At least there's a sense of control when you're self-destructing! But again strictly from experience, I have to caution against things drugs and booze. Not only are they terrible for your health, but they also tend prevent you from being able to sort things out in a way that lasts more than the span of a bender. I'd even throw some of the psycho pills into that category, though I know others will disagree. The point is, substance abuse is not only a symptom but also a cause of depression, and you've probably got enough to be depressed about already. You don't have to be perfect or to bar yourself from every little naughty pleasure. But if getting stoned or staying out all night or blowing off your meds makes you feel worse day-to-day -- physically OR mentally -- just think how nice it would be to feel even a little bit better! Some people can adjust their behavior on their own, but obviously cannot. If you feel trapped in this cycle, as others here have said, don't be ashamed to get help.
Off my high horse now. I hope you start feeling better!
Paul