Cleft Lip / Palate Support Group
Cleft is a congenital deformity caused by a failure in facial development during gestation. It can be treated with surgery shortly after birth with highly successful results. Cleft occurs in somewhere between one in 600 and one in 800 births. Cleft occurs in several severities and is divided in two major categories: cleft lip and cleft palate.
This is the first time I've ever joined a support group. My life has been one disaster after the other. I must admit that I felt alone and no one can possibly feel the way I feel, but after reading so many posts, I realised that I'm not alone. I live in South Africa, here cleft palates are not so common.
Anyhow, I have always been a glass half empty kind of girl, I can never see the silver lining or the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. I dont have any friends because I'm such a pessimist. A family member brought to my attention that I hardly ever smile and I remind him of Agent K in Men in black. So I thought maybe if I talk to people that has the same problem, I might get better. I'm not smart, beautiful or funny. But I do tell the truth, always (btw, this is another reason why I don't have friends) So I would like for all you guys out there that are swimming in the same deep waters I am to help me get more happy.
Apparently telling or rather writing 5 things that made you happy in one day helps, so if you don't think it's to tacky I will start, don't laugh, I tend to get joy out of the silliest things:
1) Climbing into bed at the end of a very long day
2) Getting up and having a cup of cocoa with 6 sugars (I'm addicted to sugar)
3) Hearing my 23 month old son say I suz uz to (I love you to)
4) Eating icecream with choclate sauce and shaved almonds
5) Watching my favourite tv series (I'm also addicted to tv series) in bed with my electric blanket on high (I'm a very cold peron - in the middle of summer I still sleep under 2 thick blankets and my electric blanket)
So please tell me what you guys out there enjoy.
Anyhow, I have always been a glass half empty kind of girl, I can never see the silver lining or the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. I dont have any friends because I'm such a pessimist. A family member brought to my attention that I hardly ever smile and I remind him of Agent K in Men in black. So I thought maybe if I talk to people that has the same problem, I might get better. I'm not smart, beautiful or funny. But I do tell the truth, always (btw, this is another reason why I don't have friends) So I would like for all you guys out there that are swimming in the same deep waters I am to help me get more happy.
Apparently telling or rather writing 5 things that made you happy in one day helps, so if you don't think it's to tacky I will start, don't laugh, I tend to get joy out of the silliest things:
1) Climbing into bed at the end of a very long day
2) Getting up and having a cup of cocoa with 6 sugars (I'm addicted to sugar)
3) Hearing my 23 month old son say I suz uz to (I love you to)
4) Eating icecream with choclate sauce and shaved almonds
5) Watching my favourite tv series (I'm also addicted to tv series) in bed with my electric blanket on high (I'm a very cold peron - in the middle of summer I still sleep under 2 thick blankets and my electric blanket)
So please tell me what you guys out there enjoy.
I'm not that type of smart, but give me any human part and I can tell you everything about it and why something went wrong.
As for the DC comics, I just mean they are that bad. Smallville I liked, as I said, but mostly the whole DC range is just not my cup of tea. I am a series junkie, I watch almost everything, some of my favourites is Greys Anatomy, Blacklist, Scorpion and Chicago Fire. But I have to agree with you that Breaking Bad was just that, BAD.
And I also agree with you on the subject of us "Clefts" concentrating to hard on the cleft part of our life. THis is why I started the "Being Me", I do get my days where I feel ugly, fat and stupid, but honestly so do everyting single human on this beautiful planet of ours. Yes it sucks to have this thing hanging over us, but it does not define us. Even the normal peeps, every single one of the has something they have that makes them feel like they dont matter or that makes them ugly.
We should all just move on and realize that this thing, even though it's tough is who we are. Hww many normal peeps feel the exact same way because the have 6 toes or they have big ears or a fat belly or what ever.
We are here, we are important, beautiful, sexy and intelligent people, and honestly we should act like it. Because until we actually do, how can we expect people to accept us for who we are, when we can accept ourselves?
I ever wanted to find a place where I could talk with other people with cleft lip and palate so I'm really glad I found this forum.
Here in Brazil there some supports groups about this subject but all of them are focused on the parents of people with cleft lip and palate.
They usually give tips on how to feed your baby and etc... I'm not saying that this is not important but it seems that we never talk to each other, only our parents do.
My country has a big hospital focused on cleft lip and associated problems but even there it seems that the patients don't like talk about it.
Every time I go there I see that all suffering I ever faced is small when compared with what some patients go through.
May 2015 be a better year for everyone. I'm glad to be here now.
I am at an impasse in my life. I don't know where I am going, in the past 2 years my life has gone from bad to worse. We had 4 home invasions, 1 was brutal. Tied up, beaten, not knowing if the end will come. But I survived, I moved to a new house, the first new house I had in 26 years. Which was a huge adjustment. I don't like change, I crumble underneath it. So when everything moved so quickly, I started to doubt everything. I have been living here for over a year, but it still does not feel like home.
I think I need this group, to cope again, to be able to feel like I control things. But at this point, it just does not feel like it. I feel like every wall is collapsing around me and I cannot breathe. I had this dream for a reason, atleast that is what I believe. So I am here. Starting over. Trying to make sense of life