I sure can relate. Several years ago, when I was seeking a diagnosis, I was crouched in a corner of the kitchen one night sobbing my heart out. I wailed to my husband, "I don't w-w-want MS but there's SOMETHING w-w-wrong with me, and if it isn't MS then I'm c-c-crazy and I don't w-w-want to be c-c-crazy! Waaaaaaah....."

Hang in there. This is a good place--you'll get lots of support. We've been there and we get it!