"YOU" are what happens next. Relapsing-Remitting ms (RRms) broke me and I have been trying to put the pieces back together, and twenty years of trying I still have not got it exactly the way it used to be.
Maybe "YOU" are not meant to be exactly as "YOU" were. Perhaps we are not meant to rebuild us exactly as we were. Could I or "YOU" take what is left, mould it and sculpt it into something new. Something the same but different. Something that I will continually change as the waves of ms wash over and through me. I wonder what I might become.
I have a chance to let myself become a new me. I might have been scared at first, but now I can make the rules. I accept that ms and others want me to be weak, fearful and timid but I have a choice. My choice will always be better. Different but better. I do not know what I am better than, even what I am different to, but rest assured this is my ms, nobody else's. I will do this my way to the best of my ability. I accept my fears and weaknesses because that is me, and I am good and worthy. Others may travel this path, but these footsteps are mine. Walk beside me, I will hold your hand when "YOU" need it, but "YOU" have to take the step. Together we can do this, we are both becoming something more than we once were, exciting isn't it,
Do not despair we are in this together.
Royce
Hold my hand lets take a step together, it's okay.
What hurts the most...
