My wife Ann shared this with me saying how much she relates to the feelings expressed in it.
The disease that Ann suffers from is very similar to MS.
I used to be a writer and an artist. Now it’s hard to hold a pencil. Now I have MS.
I used to be a great conversationalist. Now I can’t find the words. Now I have MS.
I used to be energetic. Now I’m tired. Now I have MS.
I used to feel rested and refreshed and revitalized. Now I don’t sleep. Now I have MS.
People think I don’t listen to them. I do—I just don’t remember. Now I have MS.
I used to be a violinist. Now my left side is too weak. Now I have MS.
I used to be fearless, when things were more predictable. Now I’m afraid. Now I have MS.
I used to be in control of my emotions. Now my emotions control me. Now I have MS.
I used to make plans and look forward to those plans. Now I don’t know how I’ll be feeling. Now I have MS.
It took a lifetime for me to “find myself.” Now I live with a foreign brain. Now I have MS.
When I used to get sick I knew exactly what I had and how long it would last. Now I have MS.
In 2011, I followed my dream when I fell in love. I was finally excited about my future. In 2012, I found out I have MS.
Now I don’t know what the future holds for me. Now I have MS.
I always gave my best. I still do, but my “new best” is my new normal, not what it used to be. Now I have MS.
I’m still a wonderful person with a good heart. People still see my beauty within.
Now I have MS, but I am not nor will I ever be MS.
Written by Dana Harrison from Mentone, Indiana. Read more here.