Originally Posted by snowboarder13

I dream of retreating to 9 years ago... Before my dad died, before I got RSD before I moved. I would make sure my Dad didnt die so if I still ended up getting RSD he would be there to help me, instead of trying to go at this alone. I feel lost all the time. I feel sad and empty all the time, knowing that I have something that will never go away, knowing that my dad isnt here to see me struggle through this and be proud of me for making it. I would go back to the park across the street from my old house and imagine myself playing with my dad there... RUNNING as if I'll never run again. I have only had RSD for 4 years but everyday I sit and ask what would this all be like if my dad was here to help...