Parkinson’s Sucks - But I Choose Optimism

Parkinson’s sucks—there’s no sugarcoating that. The tremors, the stiffness, the unpredictability of it all. Some days, just getting out of bed feels like climbing a mountain. I can feel the frustration bubbling up, the moments when my body doesn’t cooperate, when my hands won’t do what I want, when the world feels slightly out of reach. But, wait. There’s more than just the struggle, isn’t there?

Yes. So, I think about the little victories—like brewing my morning coffee, even if it takes a few extra minutes. The way the sun filters through the window, painting the room in gold. I can still laugh, still connect with friends, still share stories that light up my heart. There’s a resilience, a spark that refuses to dim.

Optimism is a choice, isn’t it? I choose to focus on what I can do, the people who lift me up, the support that surrounds me. I can still find beauty in a sunset, still feel the thrill of a good book, still dream of tomorrow. Parkinson’s may suck, but I’m here, I’m fighting, and I’m embracing every moment. There’s a light in me that won’t fade, a spirit that keeps pushing forward, and that’s worth celebrating.