I was diagnosed in August of 2015. In March of that year, my feet began to go numb on the top. I didn't think anything of it; I had no reason to think anything about me was off, so I ignored it.
In the beginning of time there were three gods.
The Goddess of Darkness was the oldest and wisest, her hair was so dark and long it seemed as if it never ended. Her skin was pale but she had the soft glow of the moon inside of her...
I'm able to look at the world with clear hindsight, 20, 20 vision, able to dissect and understand. Yet whenever I tried to look within, it was almost through a rose-coloured glass, stained by my emotions. So I shut my eyes.