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I’m A Black Woman With MS & There Aren’t Enough Of Us Speaking Out

“Your results confirm that you have multiple sclerosis.”

Those words freed me and broke me at the same time. I knew that all the strange things happening to my body were not normal. It wasn’t all in my head and now a multiple sclerosis (MS) diagnosis on a cold November day in 2016 would confirm that.

I know I must have zoned out many times in that conversation because I only remember fragments of that moment, like it was a nightmare. I mean I had just given birth to my second child two months prior, and with Christmas around the corner, this should have been one of the best moments of my life.

Instead my emotions were moving mad. I was a mum of two now wondering what kind of future we would have if my MS got worse.