Here I lay in bed, on Christmas Eve, contemplating ending my life. In my early years I wished I could sleep the entire day and wake up with the toys under the tree. Not anymore. Now I wish I would wake up healthy.
I have tried in vain to get people to understand that the nerves in my leg demyelinate in heat or after exercise to no avail. Why does my leg feel numb in heat? No one that I talked to knows. The emergency room neurologist said it could be related to demyelination, but no one else has made a big deal of it, not even the multiple sclerosis doctor.*
Yet, it must be MS. That one brain lesion? Is it too far-fetched to suggest that that and my urinary problems might all be related. But no, says the neurologist, the lesion is too small to be causing those problems. And yet people with primary progressive ms have very few if any MS lesions on their brain. For them, it is all cell death. The MRI never changes for them, the cells just die early. No inflammation.
But I don't have PPMS? I'm too young apparently. I don't walk with any funny gait. So why is my leg worse in the heat? Tell me! This is not a somatoform disorder, there is no way that I made up the sensation of pins and needles in my mind when I walk outside into the cold. Those are the nerves reconnecting.
Unfortunately it is not relapsing MS. I am not a lucky man. There are no markers to suggest that it is. No enhancing lesions. No feeling of exacerbation. I will be in a wheelchair soon enough. The rain pours outside. I wish there was a chance to start life over. This one is finished.
No one believes the boy who cried wolf. The boy who wanted love and friends but found none. I am alone. I wish I was strong enough to carry such an awful burden, but I am not.*
There is no treatment for PPMS. Your axons die, then you die. It's a neurodegenerative disease, much like Alzheimer's.*
I'm only 23, for Christ's sake. I wanted a family and a daughter but now i will be lucky to be walking in a few years. I can't believe all the pain and struggle I went through in high school and college ended in this dark, miserable path. I wish God would save me. I wish he would really badly.*
My sin was carrying my stress and anxiety inside of me for so long. That probably messed up my brain in so many ways. I'm sorry God.*
I will most likely end my life. That is such a selfish act, and I will miss my parents. And my only friend.
I hope there is a Heaven and that god forgives me and I can raise a family there and find love and be a dad. But not here.*
Goodbye
Phoenix - if you are contemplating suicide, even if only for an instant, you should call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline 1-800-273-8255 Professionals that can help are available 24/7. PLEASE call! It's free and 100% confidential.
Note from Seasha - who cares about your wellbeing!
I have tried in vain to get people to understand that the nerves in my leg demyelinate in heat or after exercise to no avail. Why does my leg feel numb in heat? No one that I talked to knows. The emergency room neurologist said it could be related to demyelination, but no one else has made a big deal of it, not even the multiple sclerosis doctor.*
Yet, it must be MS. That one brain lesion? Is it too far-fetched to suggest that that and my urinary problems might all be related. But no, says the neurologist, the lesion is too small to be causing those problems. And yet people with primary progressive ms have very few if any MS lesions on their brain. For them, it is all cell death. The MRI never changes for them, the cells just die early. No inflammation.
But I don't have PPMS? I'm too young apparently. I don't walk with any funny gait. So why is my leg worse in the heat? Tell me! This is not a somatoform disorder, there is no way that I made up the sensation of pins and needles in my mind when I walk outside into the cold. Those are the nerves reconnecting.
Unfortunately it is not relapsing MS. I am not a lucky man. There are no markers to suggest that it is. No enhancing lesions. No feeling of exacerbation. I will be in a wheelchair soon enough. The rain pours outside. I wish there was a chance to start life over. This one is finished.
No one believes the boy who cried wolf. The boy who wanted love and friends but found none. I am alone. I wish I was strong enough to carry such an awful burden, but I am not.*
There is no treatment for PPMS. Your axons die, then you die. It's a neurodegenerative disease, much like Alzheimer's.*
I'm only 23, for Christ's sake. I wanted a family and a daughter but now i will be lucky to be walking in a few years. I can't believe all the pain and struggle I went through in high school and college ended in this dark, miserable path. I wish God would save me. I wish he would really badly.*
My sin was carrying my stress and anxiety inside of me for so long. That probably messed up my brain in so many ways. I'm sorry God.*
I will most likely end my life. That is such a selfish act, and I will miss my parents. And my only friend.
I hope there is a Heaven and that god forgives me and I can raise a family there and find love and be a dad. But not here.*
Goodbye
Phoenix - if you are contemplating suicide, even if only for an instant, you should call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline 1-800-273-8255 Professionals that can help are available 24/7. PLEASE call! It's free and 100% confidential.
Note from Seasha - who cares about your wellbeing!
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