It has been a while since we last spoke, I felt now might be the time to tell you, I am going to fight back.
The last time you attacked reminded me of just how much of a cruel bastard you are.
It reminded me I am not alone and I never will be.
See MS people cannot see you, only I can feel you, you seem to delight in making me look like a helpless fool.
I rely on medication to survive and still I feel like a complete failure.
I have known you for a year, I have not accepted you, I will not accept you, however I will do what I can to slow you down.
MS some days I wake up and feel like you are in control. I feel like a useless wife and a fake of a mother, do how know how that feels MS?
The constant pain is almost numbed by my depression, however when I try and push on, you never fail to remind me, I am not alone.
Please don’t take my legs. Leave them for now, so I can enjoy the girls.
So MS this is the beginning of me facing you head on.
I am tired of feeling helpless and tired of feeling my girls don’t need me.
Until next time.