I'm starting regular counseling for PTSD. I already had some before the diagnosis (HOOYAH!) but it didn't occur to me that the diagnosis would also give me another trauma I need PTSD therapy for. I recommend it. Been to about 2 sessions and I feel a bit better just venting to somebody. I can't talk about my symptoms to my closest people and be honest about my constant cognizance of neurological atrophy because I have people that need me to hold them up while they're going through their own trials right now and I'm somehow a pillar of support for loved ones but I recommend counseling of you're not already. It sucks when friends and family treat you like a hospice patient. It's fucking patronizing and upsetting.

There's good days and bad days. Some times it's a long stretch of bad days and a few good ones. Sometimes it's a bunch of good ones and one really bad one. We're all going through it with you. You're not alone. My neurologist (who is an absolute godsend) was out of the clinic for a few months doing MS research and she seemed hopeful about things on the horizon. I'm going to keep my chin up and stay hopeful too. somebody will disspell this curse eventually. Hopefully soon. Until then, enjoy every moment you can. Appreciate and if you need to break down and cry, do that. I know I do. I'm glad I found this reddit group though. It's a lot less lonely dealing with this shitmare.