My MS Story

I’ve been living with Multiple Sclerosis since 2016. But the only person who knows my whole story, the raw, unedited reality I’ve been living, is my husband. Shame, guilt, and denial continue to prevent me from sharing my truth. Until now. This story is raw. It’s the honest recollection of my diagnosis, how I grieved the life and planned future I lost, and how I eventually recovered joy.

Heat is Like a Knife Reopening My Wounds

I wouldn’t mourn the death of the sun. Even as the earth turns into a Popsicle, I will be filled with happiness. People will be disgusted with my spouts of the sun’s crimes and how she deserved to die, even if it means we all will along side her.