Coping with MS as a black woman? There is an obligation black women already feel indebted to oblige with. Being a mother, a caregiver, wife, mother, aunt, and unfortunate victim. It is indescribably suffocating.
Welcome to my diary. Here I share my journey and life with multiple sclerosis (MS).
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Coping with MS as a black woman? There is an obligation black women already feel indebted to oblige with. Being a mother, a caregiver, wife, mother, aunt, and unfortunate victim. It is indescribably suffocating.
A year with MS has taught me a lot about myself. What my body will and will not do, but most importantly what I will and will not accept from this disease.
I was at a point in my life where “I needed to get out!” In a way, this is a declaration to a new me. Forecfully so, but for the better.
Saturday it hit me that there are things I can no longer do. Whether temporarily or permanently is still to be determined. To fight MS is to punch at air, every day is different and unexpected.