When I started this blog, it was for me.
It was entirely selfish.
I found myself in a whirlwind of appointments, letters and information and I had no idea how to process everything as well as make sense of it all at the same time.
So I came here. And I wrote.
Daily I wrote about me. How I felt, or didnt feel.
How I felt about the affects on my family.
How I made it through relapse after relapse.
To some who didnt understand, it probably seemed totally “woe is me” because that’s what it was. It was my way of dealing with my feelings without actually realising it.
I went through a process almost, which I am probably still in.
I am not the typical blogger. it wasn’t all sunny and nice. No pictures of a beautiful home or well turned out children, but that’s not what it is about for me.
What started out as a totally selfish outlet, has become something people read and relate to. Whether it be, peeing in public or falling asleep during a meeting, other people are going through those things too.
Whether you have multiple sclerosis or not, people have been there.
Over the years I have received many emails from many people with MS, thanking me for reminding them they are not alone, through the pain, stubbornness and sheer exhaustion.
They are the people I write for.
Because although this is my space and its not always about MS, there is always someone like me looking for an answer. Or even a notion that they are not alone.
But this last week I have achieved something amazing. I have made the final three for the online category of the MS Society awards.
I cannot tell you how much this means to me.
And its something like this that will keep me writing. Maybe not as often right now, but certainly, I will keep going.
I am so excited to be venturing to London in October, and even if I don’t win, just being there is incredible enough.
So thank you. To everyone who has read my blog, tweeted me, emailed me and supported me. Even on the worst days.