Who makes these decisions? Who finger-points which people “survive,” which benefit?
My point is this: Facebook can blow up with stupid viral videos of old not-even-good movie clips with the words “Bye Felicia” and deep debates on the color of a dress, and people can bitch about our government as those running constantly say bigoted, racist remarks while still being handed a microphone . . . but practically nothing is being done to actually help anymore.
I had a flare-up which (to me) is basically a reminder that you have MS, a sign that your body is still trying to hurt itself.
November is a hard month. November is a painful month.
We feel it’s our beginning, like we’ve been behind this door – hiding from people, ourselves, the world – and now we are opening it, stepping out. The future is ours now. We hold our future.