I got this card in the mail yesterday for my birthday. All I want to do is cry. Last year I celebrated my last birthday that I will have without knowing about my MS.

I don't want it to define me but these little things keep popping up. Like the really bad episode I had, then this birthday card and I can't forget the three time weekly injection reminders. I don't want this life.

I'm trying so hard to be positive about all this. I'm trying so hard to find some good but I can't. I can't stop wondering what the rest of my life is going to be like.

And I might be okay
But I'm not fine at all

Taylor Swift- All Too Well