You can read whole story below! I'll leave english translations for your comfort.
— hand in homework, please…
— damn, where’s it?
— how could you forgot? do you have sclerosis or what?
— yes, I do…
I’ve never had memory issues, but the pun was funny.
september 2015
I wake up with nasty goosebumps in my legs.
— I’ve pins and needles in my arm… It’s fine, it’ll be over.
It wasn’t over in a month, instead it spreaded in my whole body.
At the age of 15 I’ve got my diagnosis: multiple sclerosis. My incredibly strong mother went through all 5 stages of grief for me.
The symptoms were over in two month. I couldn’t see myself as terminally ill person: they inject something once a week, well, let it be this way. I’m fine after all.
It’s now been 5.5 years since debut. I didn’t have any single exacerbation, but my life turned upside down.
And it was not so long ago when I’ve understood: all things that happen to me happen partly because of multiple sclerosis!
It was 5.5 years.
I’m studying in English faculty.
Minus unwanted people, plus great love.
I’m pressing 160kg at the gym.
Minus 36 kg.
I’ve got driver’s license.
Ran 10 km.
I’m a trainee at the largest consulting company.
I’m fluent in sign language.
I wouldn’t have done this if my way of thinking was «well, I could do this later». There’s no «later», nobody has this «later».
I’m not trying to pretend I’m healthy. It’s pointless.
Every day I’m doing completely new for me, scary things. «When, if not today?»
— You’re too optimistic!
— Strength training is bullshit!
I’m convinced that everyone’s story is different. Mine goes like this. I will do everything so that my story does not end.
So yeah, I've got this story as a script and storyboarded it myself. Honestly, I love this part of work, regardless of its complexity.
A couple of color options. I was supposed to use Betalife's orange colors, so here they are.
