Her story is a poignant reminder of the complexities of living with lupus.
Her raw emotions and vulnerability resonate deeply.
It’s a journey of grief, self-discovery, and resilience.
Finding hope and gratitude in the midst of challenges is a testament to the human spirit.
Thank you, Keshni, for sharing your story and inspiring the lupus community in SA.
This is her message…
We were planning our options for the December holidays yesterday and I cried. I cried because of the life that I have lost. I used to be the girl who got things done. Whatever I wanted to do, I did it. Didn’t need help. Didn’t need anyone to do it with me. I was strong. Resilient. Independent. Autonomous. Brave. I was living. Thriving. And now I’m here….I can’t take Aadam fishing or camping. I can’t go hiking. Holidays now need to be different given my physical limitations. How am I supposed to accept that?
Oh the grief. The grief of losing my mom. Losing my sister. Losing my life. My mom and sisters death had some similarities. Based on their deaths, I was tested and diagnosed. Immediately commenced on treatment and still alive today 18 months later…they didnt even get 3 months.
I am in therapy to help me learn how to accept this new life. Help me grieve healthily. Its not an easy process and it’s still going to take time.
I just hold on to hope and gratitude. Hope for remission and finding a purpose in all this. Hope that I can still live a life of significance even in these circumstances.
Gratitude that I am still here because everyday above ground is a good day.
Find yourself. Free yourself. Do YOU, Boo💜
Cos life’s better when you’re healthy ✌️
Stand up, show up, trust God. 🫶