What I understood about my journey to diagnosis and beyond, after running 1800 miles across the UK, came out (unexpectedly, I must add) in the form of a poem.
I meant to say this poem during my TEDx Holyhead talk in April, but I was too nervous and overly worried that I’d stumble over my own words. So I let it hang there in the back of my thoughts.
Now, six months later, I’m just getting on my feet again, and re-reading the words remind me that my journey is as it should be. Tough. Because that’s what I am. And that’s what you are too.