I got a call today, from someone close to me who is always complaining about being poor and having a hard life. I get these calls from time to time, about how they can't make ends meet and the bills are piling up. And then the news that they bought some new toy... a Wii or a Kindle or who knows what.
And a blanket of invisibility falls over me. It seems to get thicker, heavier, more permanent with each of these conversations.
It's not that she doesn't know my own pitiful financial situation, which is in reality significantly worse than hers. I can't buy a t-shirt, never mind a Kindle. But it seems that with each of these calls, my own situation is minimized and dismissed, and I become more and more invisible.
I try not to allow myself to disappear, my voice to be silenced, by situations like these, by people like this in my life. But, somehow, it seems impossible and inevitable. How to I honor myself and the reality of my life when I am made insignificant and irrelevant? It's as though my issues don't matter as much, my life is not as important. So when I become over-shadowed my life seems to disappear, and I am invisible.
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