I do not wallow in self pity. Life deals you a hand and you have to cope with it as best as you can, but boy, some days it’s hard to put on the smile that everybody expects to see because you look ‘fine’. It’s getting harder and harder to pretend that everything is fine when all I want to do is scream from the roof tops, “Life is crap!”

Maybe, if I can finally get on Gileyna, and it can slow down my brains demise, things won’t look as bad……I just find it very frustrating to not be ‘me’ anymore. To not have eloquence with the English language on tap as it used to be. To feel like a secondary school child when trying to spell the simplest of words….

frustrating…..that’s MS in a nut shell