Growing up, Twistars USA was my playground.  I spent 25-30 hours there a week doing gymnastics with my closest friends and coaches.

Tomorrow I walk back onto that playground with my sister.  Changed as an athlete.  Changed in body.  Changed as a person. 

I’m in a funk.

There, I said it.

The first step is acknowledgement, right?

Thank you to everyone who reached out this week.  It means a lot.  The week has been a tough one, I’m not gonna lie.  After my heating pad caught on fire last night, it was the final straw that sent me into a frazzled, overwhelmed mess. 

Dr. Rosen asked me at my last appointment if I wished I was never diagnosed with EDS.  I was already emotional and actually got kind of angry at his question.  Without any hesitation, I snapped back that of course I wish I didn’t have EDS. 

After I left my appointment that day, it was as if Dr. Rosen’s question was haunting me.  I could not get it off of my mind.  I realized as I thought more and more about it that the answer to that question is not as black and white as I thought it was at the time.  I took that question with me to therapy.  I took it with me to Georgia.  I sent my Aunt Mada a Facebook message about it to see what her perspective was since she lives a full and active life with MS.  And then I thought about it some more. 

>I’m on the right track, baby, I was born this way…”