I’ve entered a new decade, and crossed that point upon which so many expectations were balanced until now, the “When I’m 30 I’ll have life sorted” logic. I certainly thought I’d still be walking at 30, but was forced to accept otherwise 3 years ago. Re-reading my blog from my 28th birthday I realise how much harder my life was then. I was still hanging on to so many ideals and plans set for myself in my early twenties, and maybe it’s the wisdom that comes with age, or having moved to my own place, or just getting used to being in a wheelchair, but actually, 30 feels… fine.
Make no mistake, I still get unwelcome flashes of my parallel healthy self. The image of how she’d be living hits me like a plank to the head and can leave me in tears. I hate MS and it’s alterations to my life, from the constant compromises to the major life choices – it feels like being fished out of an ocean and dropped into a test tube: your scope is limited. I’m not sure that feeling will ever pass, but it’s not the constant turmoil of a few years ago. In fact, worrying about progression and losing the travelling/city life/marriage/kids was worse than the reality. Maybe I’ve just forgotten what I’m missing but whatever, being angry and upset every day is exhausting, and I don’t miss it. In hindsight I think I stayed living in London too long, constantly jealous of the young high-achievers surrounding me (disability aside the 24 hour opportunities force permanent FOMO). And the truth is that life, whether with a serious illness or not, is not as simple as it seemed 10 years ago. A lot of my peers with everything on paper find problems, and I’ve got perfectly able friends whose lives haven’t worked to plan either.
So at this moment, right now, things are okay, turning 30 wasn’t that scary, and I’m relatively pragmatic. But it’s MS, tomorrow I could be in tears, and my 31st birthday could hit me with a whole new set of symptoms. The illness forces you to change your expectations, and though I’m not totally there, I’ve got better at accepting it.