For those interested, I was diagnosed with MS at 16. I hid it from everyone because I’m not one to show my pain. There’s no point to seek pity. I’ve traveled the world and trust me, I’m doing fantastic compared to others. Also I tend to be a very social dude because in reality I’m a really shy dude. I wanted to be normal bro, you have no idea how expensive being average is. I wanted to party with you guys because I loved you. I wanted to fit in so I fought and danced beside you, even though I couldn’t feel my legs.
Forgive me for this lie and fake smile, I had to survive. I thought if I put my smile on parade, you wouldn’t see me falling apart. And it worked didn’t it? But now I can’t hide it and I’m in a wheelchair for the past four years. I lost my youth to a monster I can’t see, or hear, you just feel him eating.
I travel a lot but truly I was searching health. I wanted to dissipate in private. Crazy Somali voodoo doctors electrocuting me to getting my neck cut open while awake in Egypt etc. I’ve kissed the Angel of death several times on the cheek and walked away. I don’t fear death habibi, I fear time. Time has way more surprises my brothers and sisters.
I’m saving for a dangerous procedure that yields a high chance of death if it goes wrong. But ask anybody sick, it’s death over sickness any day. Don’t pity me, pray for me. Just please be kind to everyone friends. You never know who’s going through hell or whose mom just died or who just got diagnosed with a disease. We’re all human and going through a war that no one knows about.
Now you know my biggest secret but I believe in humans. Disease has shown me the polars of human character because the best part of the worst time of your life is that you get to see everyone’s true colors.
And some of you are Angels. I love you all and wish to hug you all as a walking man. I want to start a go fund me but if you know me you know I’m a weirdo and I’m too shy/stupid to ask for help. I’m used to struggle.
So even though Stephen Harper made my country racist I’d like to remind the world about something. MS is a disease that usually hits middle aged white women. Statistically for a 16 year old African boy to get hit is super rare. And I know two. So if I’m dealing with your grandmas disease habibi…
How different are we really?
——————-Please support as this is so near and dear to me
(via truth-has-a-liberal-bias)
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