A personal story of living with Functional Neurological Disorder (FND).
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Three years ago, everything changed, but not all at once.
At first, it was confusion. My body began doing things I couldn’t explain, movements I couldn’t control, exhaustion that sleep didn’t fix, moments where everything just stopped working the way it should. I searched for answers, hoping for something simple, something fixable.
Instead, I was given a name Functional Neurological Disorder on a napkin and discharged with no support.
It didn’t come with a clear roadmap. No cure. Just a quiet understanding that this was something I would have to learn, not fight.
The early days were the hardest. Feeling misunderstood. Questioning myself. Wondering if people believed me. Wondering if I believed myself.
But somewhere in the middle of all that uncertainty, something shifted.
I started listening to my body instead of battling it. I began to understand my limits, not as weaknesses, but as boundaries that deserved respect. Progress didn’t look like a straight line. Some days were victories, others felt like starting again.
Yet here I am, three years on.
Stronger, not because everything is fixed, but because I’ve adapted. I’ve found ways to keep going, even on the days that feel impossible. I’ve learned patience, resilience, and a kind of courage I didn’t know I had.
FND didn’t take my story, it changed it.
And I’m still writing it.
~ By Angel, Age 24
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