Originally from Flanders, Belgium, living in Ireland 11 years now. I strut my way through life and tackle whatever comes my way; when I can do so in my tall Doc Martens’ boots, I’m the happiest lass around.
Inquisitive, talkative, always looking after other people instead of myself, a real book-lover and sometimes a bit too honest. I fight for what I believe in and I am stubborn as hell. Giving up is not listed in my dictionary. Beneath the serious look on my face is a little leprechaun out for mischief.
Life with multiple sclerosis is quite often an uphill battle, but I do not let it bring me down. Eight years after my diagnosis and almost 4 years after retiring from work, I have found a schedule, a system, a way of living that suits me well. Main symptoms are fairly the same since retiring: fatigue, trigeminal and eye pains uncontrollable but no steep decline has emerged. This is proof so that retiring from work was the best thing I could do for my body. Adapting to severe fatigue still is somewhat of a war between my head and the rest of me but grace to a great bed, lots of free time and friends and family who understand, I can rest and relax as much as I need to.
A writer in love with Ireland, and totally mad about psychology, books, reading, life, family, nature, literature, photography, history, geography, art, rugby, libraries, bookshops, studying, religion and so on… and again… my brilliant, tall, black, 20-eye Dr Martens boots. Yep… life is good. Despite chronic pain and despite living a life the slow way.