Love and Other Drugs

I spent this movie crying, almost balling- but well it would have been embarrassing. So instead I stifled my sniffles, and after I left, my sadness turned to anger (as with most things in my life).

The plot (spoiler alert): Maggie has Parkinson's at 26 ( a life long progressively debilitating disease). The dude (idk his name) is a selfish prick who falls in love with her because she is independent and caring. She refuses to open up for a long time, then she finally does at about the time he realizes he doesn't want to be with a sick girl. So he leaves, not on his own cuz he's a pussy rather she makes him because its clear he isn't ready. And after sleeping with some girls it dawns on him he loves her and he doesn't care if she is sick. So he begs her to get back with him, by talking about how much he needs her, and she says "I'll need you more, I can't ask you to do that".

I'm disabled. I'm also a pretty secure person with a healthy habit of self reflection and self esteem. But I am terrified of being left because I'm sick. It's an illogical fear really. I need someone to be strong when I'm weak. I'll need someone to take care of me when I can't. I need someone to love me beyond my body. It's really a blessing when you think about it. My disease it gets rid of the riff raff, it gets rid of the weak, it makes me stronger, it makes my friends closer. But it still hurts. It hurts in particular that I live in a society that thinks its socially acceptable to leave the sick, the injured, the dispossessed for someone else who 'works'. I've lost people before and I will lose them again. It will hurt and I will mourn. They have lots of other great qualities, they will have other great qualities. Their inability to deal with illness, is either familial or cultural. They mostly won't come around, the way he did in the movie. Who knew an illness that had nothing to do with death would cause so much mourning?