“I can’t do that I have MS”
“I would never manage it”
“I’d love to do it but I just couldn’t”
“I’m too tired to exercise”
This is what I used to say to myself for at least 5 years after my diagnosis...
In my opinion, the number one most annoying thing about life? Cleaning.
I used to love cleaning. I remember when I got my first apartment at 19, I’d get up early every Saturday morning to clean and scrub every inch! I’d feel ridiculously house-proud and like a proper “adult” for the first time in my life...
I think it’s time I tell you about the secret that helps keeps me going.
She’s my one constant that I can count on. Just seeing her can change my whole day from bad to good, in an instant...
Isn't it amazing how a piece of card with your picture on can be the biggest help, yet the biggest hindrance at the same time?
From the perspective of a 20-something-year old who doesn't need a wheelchair, but still has a disabled permit, the following is what generally goes down...
How does the term “disabled” make you feel?
For some people, it might be an easy transition. It might feel right for you, and if that is you, that’s okay...
Weekends away with the girls is an experience like no other. Especially when one of your friends is getting married!
The girls are invited, everything has been planned you've FINALLY got everything sorted and paid up—it's time to start counting down the days to the bachelorette party!...
“So, when are you expecting to expect?”
Literally the first question people asked me when I got married last year...
How do you MS like a boss?!
How do you “own it?”
How do you feel more self-empowered with MS?
I was super inspired by the recent actions of ultimate-MS-boss Selma Blair beautifully displaying herself on the red carpet at the vanity fair Oscar party for the first time since her multiple sclerosis diagnosis...
It’s so easy to get wrapped up in our own negative thoughts, especially with the number of symptoms we have. Do you ever say something to yourself like, “I am so exhausted today” or “I feel like trash” at least a million times a day?
Believe it or not, this is just making a bad situation worse. How?...
When I was first diagnosed about 5 years ago, I was prescribed Rebif, which is a subcutaneous injection, injected 3 times a week.
Now, as if being suddenly diagnosed out of the blue at 22 years old again, I’m losing feeling in my hands, feeling like I'd lost everything I worked for previously. I now had to comprehend injecting myself 3 times a week all over again with what felt like super strong acid...