Author: Connor

After my diagnosis, something shifted in me. I realized I didn’t want this to just be my story. I didn’t want Parkinson’s to be something that happened to me and then faded into the background of my life, something I just dealt with quietly in isolation. I wanted to do something about it. I wanted… Read more

When I first started telling people I had Parkinson’s, their reactions were a mixed bag. One friend shrugged and said, “Oh, bummer,” like I’d told them I lost my keys, not that my nervous system was on a slow, steady decline. Another said they’d read a little about it and reassured me, “Well, it’s not… Read more

Doctors often ask, “When did you first notice your symptoms?” It’s a tough question to answer. I usually end up sharing the moment when others first pointed it out to me. Because once someone else notices, it’s impossible not to start obsessing over it, especially with the anxiety it brings. From that point on, it’s… Read more

Sometimes, I know I’m a bad friend. I flake on plans, ignore texts and calls, and I can feel myself pulling away when I should be reaching out. It’s not because I don’t care; I care deeply. But I think it goes back to all those years I spent living in the closet, unsure of… Read more