Welcome to Manchester Spirit, thanks for stopping by. On the 10th of October 2017, my world fell apart. The doctor turned his computer screen around to show me the pictures of my brain MRI and said 'You have MS.' It was just like it happens in films, everything seemed to slow down. I could see the doctor was talking but I couldn't hear what he was saying. It was like I had been winded, like I couldn't breath. I just stared at him blankly. 'Do you have any questions? Is there anything you want to ask?' he prompted me. I knew as soon as I opened my mouth I would cry so I just shook my head and turned to my mum, who looked as shell shocked as I felt. I stood up to leave because I didn't know what else to do, I just knew I needed to leave. And pretend this conversation had never happened.