And this is how it is…

I’m not a warrior. In my mind I am not a warrior. The people close to me, the ones that understand – they are the warriors. They never question how I feel. And when they don’t ask how I feel it’s kind of comforting. I feel terrible all of the time. That’s my reality. It hurts. Not just my brain but my whole body. How I think, how I feel. I tried to walk up a flight of stairs yesterday. My left foot wouldn’t follow me. Steve held me and took me up the stairs. It’s not what I wanted and not what he wanted to see. I’m still fighting. But the harder it gets, the more real this becomes. Here are the words of my friends that are struggling with the same thing. Please read them. Listen. This is how it feels…