raising awareness rather than money

A colleague asked me to talk to their year 11 biology classes about having VHL. 

I was so pleased to do it.

They know me as a teacher and now they know me as a survivor and warrior. 

They are studying genetics, they did the fact bit worked out odds and then I introduced myself... 

I gave the disease you've just been working on... 

I know it meant a lot to them but it meant more to me. 

getting close to normal

It's hard to know what normal might be when you've never really been it or in it.

In a recent email to my mum she replied...

'Wow, normal is a word I don’t associate with you, baby girl!'

As she exclaimed, I just haven't ever done that. The girls that bullied me at school would throw the accusation of 'boring' at me. 

I couldn't stand that idea. If you ever choose to truly hurt me, then that's what you'll throw at me. And if it turns out to be true then you'll have cut deep. But I tend to ward off that insult. 

Toni - was tonight

I wanted to write this all at the time, but found myself unable to. I come here when I need to get thoughts and feelings out and that night, not so long ago I tried to. 

I started but couldn't find a way.

I didn't want it to be too public. I'm used to finding my voice for VHL now, the other stuff, less so. 

This was as far as I got

'I find myself here

You wouldn't have decided to do that in front of my husband'

No matter how far I've come, there is still a road ahead on this...one day maybe I won't blame myself. Maybe one day there won't be a need for me to have to.