Don't MeSs with Me
Having MS changes you.
I know it changed me. I used go through life being a little robotic at times. When people would do things I didn't like, I pretty much ignored it.
Now, I'm much less likely to put up with bullshit.
I'm much less tolerant of intolerance.
You see, as I lost feeling in my body, I've gained feeling in my heart.
Things bother me more than before. Maybe that's depression, maybe it's MS, or maybe, just maybe, I've come to the conclusion I don't need shitty people in my life.
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