This. I needed this today. A new year, a new start. My pity party is over. The last three months since my last relapse have been kinda rough. Mostly because I got in my head. I had been working my butt off 4-5 times a week at the gym, watching what I ate, and I still relapsed. And bad enough that I needed medication. I was mad. Mad at MS. Mad at my body. Mad at myself. Mad at the world. What was the point of everything I was doing if my body was still going to fail me anyways? So I quit. I quit the gym. I quit eating well. I quit caring.
Honestly, it was fun for awhile. Pass the chips over. The chocolate. The wine. Turn on Netflix and binge for a couple hours. Fuck it. All of it.
I wouldn't really call it good, but all good things must come to an end. Time to snap out of it, pick up the pieces and jump back on the wagon. My new neuro wouldn't have used the term "remarkable" when speaking about the way I've been managing my MS if my previously healthy lifestyle wasn't doing good things. So here I am. Back at it. Healthy. Learning to love myself and everything that comes with me. Even the MS. I can handle it. Cause new things are around the next corner and I need to be ready for them...
