
Please stop trying to heal my chronic illness with unsolicited advice
The other morning, at my favourite cafe, a Reiki healer quietly slid her card across the table.
"Excuse the interruption, but I can't help but feel I'm in the right place at the right time," she told me. I had been quietly sobbing (at least I thought it was quiet) in a hushed conversation with my mum about some shattering blood results.
The stranger thought she was offering me the missing link to healing. And, I suspect, she thought she'd make a buck or two in the process.
This is not an isol
"Excuse the interruption, but I can't help but feel I'm in the right place at the right time," she told me. I had been quietly sobbing (at least I thought it was quiet) in a hushed conversation with my mum about some shattering blood results.
The stranger thought she was offering me the missing link to healing. And, I suspect, she thought she'd make a buck or two in the process.
This is not an isol