Let's get one thing straight: multiple sclerosis doesn't come with lemons—it hurls them at your face. And not the nice, juicy, lemonade kind. No, these are the kind that are rotten, moldy, and somehow manage to hit you square in the eye every single time.
And before anyone starts with the whole, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade" nonsense, let's talk about how much bullshit that saying really is. First of all, lemonade without sugar tastes like ass. Second, if you have MS, you should probably be avoiding sugar anyway—because we all know what sugar does to inflammation and fatigue. So no, lemonade isn't the solution here.
Instead, when MS hands you lemons, you throw them right back. Here's how:
When life pelts you with people who say things like, "Have you tried going gluten-free?" or "You're too young to have MS," don't just throw those lemons back—launch them with a catapult of sarcasm.
Have you tried gluten-free?"
"You're too young to have MS!"
"You don't look sick."
Explaining MS to the clueless is optional. If they're open to learning, go ahead and educate them. But if they're serving up a side of judgment with their ignorance, feel free to hit them with some smart-ass truth bombs.
Bad day? Shitty symptom? Throw the lemon at the nearest metaphorical wall. Scream into a pillow, blast angry music, write a snarky post in the What Fresh Hell Is This section of your Journal, or do whatever helps you let it out. Then pick yourself up, put on your metaphorical (or literal) armor, and keep moving forward. MS might get a few hits in, but it doesn't get to win.