Next month another year has passed me by, a PD birthday in June will see, my 12th year anniversary!
12 years I think and give a sigh…. I’m passed the stage of wondering why, this thing came along and decided to stay, to take over my mind and body each day.
I realised one thing along the way, that getting cross won’t make it go away.
I’m stronger than I think and braver than I feel but this thing that takes over is very real.
Im still waiting for Ray and her scientific team to find a solution to this crazy dream.
To bring a cure to help me flee this monster that is called PD.
This monster comes and takes away, a little piece of me each day. I wish it would just turnaround, then walk away without a sound. I don’t need a goodbye from you today, so piss off and go on your merry way!
I decided long ago, to stop feeling blue and get on with the show. The show is life, Let’s take a chance and live each day like it is our last dance.
Some days it’s easy for me to be, the Clare that’s is happy and carefree. I don’t let it change me or the person I strive to be. But this monster doesn’t care about it prey, it’s willing to take it all away.
I pretend I’m fighting in a boxing ring, all I can hear is the crowd sing. The voices echo in my ear….. you can do this they all cheer!!
Not wanting to let them down, I punch the monster to the ground….1…..2…..3! Says the referee in me. I’ve done it once again I say. I live to fight another day.