2 years..

Tomorrow (June 19th) marks 2 years since I was diagnosed with MS. How do I feel about this? I don't know. It's difficult. Part of me looks at how far I've come and what I've achieved despite having an auto immune disease but the other part of me looks at a future I may never have. Perhaps I'm holding myself back. I probably am and I should really snap out of this. Whenever I do snap out of this kind of mood I'm kindly remind by my nervous system that actually I'm not a normal healthy person and I do need to slow down. Finding a happy medium would help me accept being ill, if I don't accept this I think that this illness will just eat me up and spit me out.