I don’t talk a lot about MS. I’m not really sure why, to be honest. Maybe I just want to have this be a place of showing me living and pushing through, and that’s the truth!... but I think there are times where I realize I should be honest about the hard parts too. So many of you here ask me about my MS daily, and I see you and I’m in This with you. The truth is, it’s really fucking hard most days. The mental gymnastics I go through on the daily can really suck. The “oh wow I feel super strong, I think I’m walking great” sometimes immediately followed by a “damn I’m so stiff, what did I do to make that happen”? Trying to retrace all your steps and eat the right foods that people tell you will fix you, or say the right prayers or use the right machine.. it’s really exhausting. Some days you have to just stop and be like... This is me. This is my reality. I have to accept it. ACCEPTANCE. My greatest battle this lifetime. I’m trying so hard. And I won’t give up. Today was a day I could only drive the cart. Maybe tmrw I’ll get out and play a few.. but no matter what, I keep showing up. And that’s all you can do. So much love to you all. (Photo cred to my guy in that shadow there who sees me as perfect no matter what 🤍)