Hello, guys! As you know, a couple of months ago I have been posting about the movie Five Feet Apart and how much I am expecting its coming. As a person who does not suffer of Cystic Fibrosis this may come a little bit weird, because how can I truly understand? Well, this movie actually made me.
A small reminder of what Cystic Fibrosis is…
Cystic fibrosis (CF) is a genetic disorder that affects mostly the lungs, but also the pancreas, liver, kidneys, and intestine. Long-term issues include difficulty breathing and coughing up mucus as a result of frequent lung infections. The CF is genetic.
The main signs and symptoms of cystic fibrosis are salty-tasting, poor growth, and poor weight gain despite normal food intake, accumulation of thick, sticky mucus, frequent chest infections, and coughing or shortness of breath, as stated on Wikipedia.
Five Feet Apart
Five Feet Apart is a 2019 production, which is written by Mikki Daughtry and Tobias Iaconis and also directed by Justin Baldoni. In the film, Haley Lu Richardson and Cole Sprouse play two young patients with Cystic Fibrosis, who try to have a relationship despite always being forced to stay a certain distance away from each other – six feet apart.
What are the emotions of this movie? What can it really make you feel?
First of all, a part of the movie it’s real. I have always seen movies like Grey’s anatomy, Doctor House, The good doctor and so on but none of these really depict the true things that happened in the hospital, the pain. Even I sat in hospital for various health issues for a 0.5 % time and I know it doesn’t look, it doesn’t feel like what they want to show.
Second, the struggle is real. These people really suffer from this disease and there are people murdered because of the CF murderer every single day. And this movie just shows us a part of what means to suffer from it.
What this movie learned me?
I learned to cherish what I have. I never knew that being able to breath through healthy, strong lungs can mean so much, I never paid so much attention. Seeing people fighting every single day with this disease, getting to understand the symptoms and stay alive changed my thinking a lot.
I learned to be more optimistic. If they are so eager to survive and live through the pain, why wouldn’t I be?
I learned to be more thankful with the people around me. I have people around who love and care about me. The best part is that I can be there for them as well, I can stay near them, feel their touch and presence.