That is a good question Ann. I think when I was a young Wife and
Mother, yes it affected me. I hated when I had to carry a cane, just
so people wouldn't think I was drunk. I was thought of as an old lady,
by small children. But it was better than being thought of as a drunk.

As I grew older with MS, I still wanted people to think of me as able,
just slightly handicapped. Made me mad when peeps thought I
wasn't, felt sorry for me or thought they knew that I could get
better, if I just tried harder..

Now, however, I'm old enough, that I just don't shiv a git what
others think or how they define me.. That's why you guys are
just about my only friends now.