Every year when this date pops up it brings with it such mixed feelings.
I was terrified I was going to die.
I was terrified I would be different. (I know I am different today; and in many areas too! It’s a moment by moment struggle towards acceptance of this fact.)
Different isn’t wrong I suppose.
Thank you to all my family and friends who continue to support me every day! And to those who just smile with me when my words get stuck or I repeat the same things.
I know it. I see it. I feel it. It frustrates me to no end that these things happen to me now; alas this is where I am at today.