“It is so bitter to see your body dying gradually. I understand everything, my brain works, but everything else does not. I mourn myself, and they scold me, they say that I should not do that, they say that I should not lose hope ... hope for what? My legs were paralyzed, my arms were paralyzed, now my voice is being paralyzed. Sometimes I can't speak at all. I want to explain something with my eyes, but they don't understand me. I call it life in hell! And I'm still young, I'm only 45 years old. Eighteen months ago, I used to go to work, I was so cheerful. I dreamed of living up to a hundred years! And after they told me my diagnosis - multiple sclerosis - my thoughts are only about death.”