A couple of people were concerned that I’m blogging/thinking/worrying about MS too much perhaps and I completely understand what they mean, as I blog every two days.
Has MS dominated my life to detrimental levels? I’ve also always posted about things unconnected to MS, such as my adventures with make-up, The Teenager, my rantings against the Daily Mail, politicians, lifestyle gurus, etc.
Funnily enough, before the comments, I was wondering how I should move my blog on slightly, especially after the second lot of Campath treatment I had in July. Or is it naturally evolving anyway?
Initially, I started the blog for two reasons. First, to make sense of everything and second, to show that there is light at the end of the tunnel. It’s not all bad and some of it can be downright hysterical. Worst case scenario, if my blog bombed, at least I would have a nifty diary to show The Teenager when he was older.
So, where do I go from here? How much is MS a part of my life? Honestly, blogging has been the best form of therapy ever, and it’s thanks to comments from you guys that I can be prodded in the right direction. Blogging is public and I’ve always published every comment, no matter how much they might make me go ‘Ouch, that hurt.’ Otherwise, why blog? Why put yourself up for public scrutiny? Why not just scribble in a diary?
My MS journey has been weird and wonderful. If nothing else, I hope that people can see that it is possible to fight back against discrimination in work, that it is possible to be a single parent with MS and it is possible to get back up after being knocked down. I’m still confused. I love writing. I adore the discipline of searching for the right word, the best way to convey complicated feelings. I’m not yet sure how to change the direction of my blog.
Finally, now I have had Campath and haven’t had a relapse since last year, am I still ‘qualified’ enough to talk about MS? All I know is, blogging kept me sane through dark times. And without you guys, this wouldn’t have happened.