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| Actually I love quite a few people with FXS |
Today is Fragile X Awareness Day.
Fragile X is a rare genetic condition that two of my beautiful children are affected by.
It was unknowingly passed on by me to them.
I also passed it on as a carrier (unaffected) to my eldest daughter.
Like me, she has a 50/50 chance of passing it on to any baby she conceives and if she passed it on, her child would be quite significantly affected.
I kind of have a love/hate relationship with Fragile X.
I hate it because it sometimes affects my life in a bad way - behaviours of the boys, therapies, appointments, the struggle they have with learning, the fears for the future.
In other ways it was something that made me wake up! and finally see my life for what it really was - not that good actually.
What I mean by that is that I was completely career focused, worked with lots of people who where actually not nice people and I felt I was turning into them - not a good thing at all.
Any when it all came crashing down, I tried to hang on to that shit. Hmm I really tried hard. Fuck how brainwashed was I, to try and hold on to complete and utter shit???
And I was not a person I really liked or wanted to be.
It made me see how bloody awful people can be and how absolutely superb others can be.
Essentially, the best and worst of humanity.
Being brutally honest, I am incredibly ashamed to say that when I was young I once thought if I ever had a child with a disability, my life would be over and in fact I probably would give the child away.
Seriously, what an ignorant fucking twat I was.
So, some days I hate and despise Fragile X.
WITH PASSION!
But, most days I thank the universe for changing my life, actually making it better, getting me to pull my head out of my arse and to get away from revolting people in my life.
My life certainly isn't over and I love my kids passionately.
And I am really happy with my great life.
Can't ask for much more than that eh?













