We've been in that scary spot before. When I was first dx'd, it was relief at being listened to and that I had a name for what was going on.

Then the overwhelming cycle of emotions that I've had for the past year of coming to terms with what I had. I'm not quite sure when and not quite sure how, but I'm getting better.

I still scream and cry sometimes, and on my really good days I'm sure they still made a mistake. But I know my board buddies will listen to my rough days and understand even when no one else does.