This might sound weird, but I try to look at what it's given me. Like a better appreciation for my life pre ms. I had to give up being behind the chair, but was able to do something I love more which is teach hair. It's made me slow down so I can appreciate life more, and its made me more compassionate towards people who are suffering.
Seeing those with mobility issues has given me a greater appreciation for the mobility I have, even when I have bad days, and the floor hates me, the corners go out of their way to meet me and my bed is my drug and the alarm clock is the cop.
I won't say I don't have bad days where the only thing I'm positive is it sucks because I do.
I've also learnered that while I love helping others that sometimes I have to swallow my pride and ask for help. It's also shown me who my friends are and how blessed I actually am to have such a strong support group.

nothing major physically but taken away Peace from me

Like several of you that have been dealing with MS for a long time, this disease has stolen my autonomy, hence, my freedom!
It's so hard to realize that nothing substantial will become available, to make any real difference in my lifetime.
EVERYTHING I do takes me 10 times longer than it did just 5 years ago. MS has affected EVERY relationship I have, even that with myself!
I can totally relate to the person that stated it's like being imprisoned with no chance of parole. I call MS a THIEF that has stolen what use to be "ME", which was my life. To constantly struggle each moment, every day with no relief is hardly something that resembles a "quality of life"........and yet........I persist. Lack of mobility brings it's own problems, like un-needed/wanted weight gain & a lack of circulation. One thing compounds the next.
In spite of all..........I am thankful that although my vision is challenged, I CAN still SEE! I'm also thankful for a partner & family that love me.
Sure, it can always be worse, but the reality exists where I/we are at right now! Just so very tired.........so tired.

I couldn't stop thinking about what Xfireman posted about "just being here.......that's all.......just here".
Countless times when I've been asked "how am I"? I've found myself saying....."I'm here". Often it's the most truthful response I can give!
It would be great to say otherwise, but it would be dishonest & this IS something I can still do........be truthful!
So, I can totally relate, Xfireman.

I went to your link, tarabunny and your pictures are spectacular! You obviously have a fire in your belly to be artistic. Your pictures are breathtaking. I am glad that you found something that works for you because the pictures are wonderful.

Walking on the Jersey beaches.... jogging.... standing for any amount of time... walking the park or at malls...cleaning my home... playing tennis...

That was a big question! I could go on, and on, and on....

Mine is kinda like AIMLESS. Here is list of a few in no particular order

Stand for long periods of time

Run and jog

Go shopping for long periods of time without conking out

Play tennis

Take long walks

Probably due to Avonex I have remained stable over the years and have maintained my independence. Can still take short walks when well rested and can clean house but with some difficulty.

Have unknowingly lived with RRMS for somewhere around 15 years. Was finally diagnosed a couple months ago, but have transitioned to SPMS. Hadn't lost a whole lot during the RRMS days. I could attribute some of my problems to it, but always bounced back better than before. Not anymore. SPMS has hit me like a freight train. I've lost so much already, and in such a short time, and I just continue to lose more. I'm afraid that it won't be long before I've lost everything. Have already suffered from complications. Not ready to talk about it, really. I'm lost, alone, and confused.

I spent the last 8 months on a mission to lose weight after I saw a picture of my daughter and myself in Las Vegas... and 2 of her made one of me. She was 19.

I lost the weight. A whole 63 lbs. I went from wearing a 3x to wearing a medium; I could borrow my daughter's clothes, if I wanted to, like in that cereal commercial. I walked my dog, or walked in general, a minimum of a mile a day; so much so that the dog (a miniature schnauzer) would be exhausted upon return and I'd still have energy to run to the grocery or mall before the kids got home from school.

MS, so far though I've only just been diagnosed within the last 2 weeks after a hospital stay, has taken away my ability to walk my mile... to keep that precious weight I lost off. I gave away all my 3x clothes and I don't want them back.

My whole life is different. I used to focus on what MS is stealing from me. I am sure my list is very much like all of yours. When I focus on loss I wasn't happy and would let it steal my joy. I may not be able to do a lot of the physical things, but I refuse to let this disease beat me down emotionally. I refuse to live in fear. I refuse to let it steal my joy.

So what I have learned is to actively seek joy daily, regardless of the circumstances, accept help with grace, trust God, be less controlling, more grateful for the small things, and be more loving my husband and family. Joy and love has become a choice for me. Some days are harder than others, but I have learned it is possible.