Focus50
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Joined: 12/28/2004 From: Newcastle, Australia Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: Salacious40 Good evening. I'm reaching out for something but not quite sure what I am hoping to read. Perhaps a word of advice, a suggestion or to read about others who have gone through a similar experience. After receiving confirmation of a medical diagnosis of MS, I lost my enthusiasm. Though I know how fortunate I am to have had it diagnosed early enough to slow down the progression (if the medication works) and the physical effects have been minimal compared to others, it has taken a toll on my spirit. I'm under the care of a great group of doctors who are helping but I've felt that with this diagnosis I have lost a sense of myself. I want the original "me" back. I can't seem to find my enthusiasm for a D/s dynamic as I used to enjoy. For those who have a chronic illness, do you have advice how to reconnect to the person you were before your world changed? Since you've got no profile (to be found), I'll assume from your screen name that you're aged about 40. I can tell you that by age 40, and certainly by 50, the majority of us are dealing with some sort of personal, life changing condition. And I'm 58, btw.... I have no knowledge of MS or its ramifications beyond the old Cassisus Clay ad of circa 1980 (on behalf of a Dr Jonah Salk?) but you have my sympathies, nonetheless. But what stands out to me from your post is that you haven't yet reached the stage of acceptance. "Acceptance" is the realisation that you only get one life and one body for a finite time and you need to make the most of it no matter what. Easier said than done, of course, because it does take time to get your head around all manner of "why me?" and "life isn't fair" sub-stages. At some point, you ultimately make a decision - usually sub-consciously then an awakening. That this has happened to you, there's nothing you can do about it beyond maybe treating symptoms and following medical advice etc, and that your life otherwise, isn't over. So you decide (pride and a stubborn streak helps here; it has with me); that you can wallow in self-pity and generally make yourself and everyone around you miserable and not wanna know you or you tell "unfair" life to go fuck itself and you're staying to the end no matter what, and make the most of it as best you can but with likely allowances for some limitations. In a physical sense, you won't get back what you've lost - kinda like losing an entire limb. But spirit and enthusiasm etc, well...., if you had it before, it comes back - absolutely! Its current absence is all part of the healing process and you're just not ready for it, *yet*. Focus.
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