𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥: 𝒲𝒽𝓎 𝐼 𝒞𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝐵𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝑀𝑜𝓇𝑒

There’s a certain magic in being “delusional”—the kind of magic that challenges reality, defies odds, and demands more from life simply because you believe you deserve it.

That kind of “delusion” isn’t madness—it’s faith.

Faith in self.

Faith in possibility.

Faith in the unseen.

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Embracing Dreams: Discovering the Beauty of Being Delusional and Choosing to Believe in More.

And I’ve learned through my journey with Multiple Sclerosis that sometimes, you have to be delusional enough to believe in miracles where science and statistics fall short.

When I was diagnosed with MS, I was handed a script—a storyline that told me I might not walk again without assistance, that motherhood might be difficult, and that the life I once imagined might never be mine. I could have accepted that script. I could have played the role. But I didn’t.

𝐼 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 *𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓊𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁*.

I envisioned myself walking again, strong and grounded. I imagined myself chasing my son, laughing, living, loving, *thriving*. I saw myself building businesses, inspiring others, and experiencing joy—not as a fleeting moment, but as a way of life. I chose not to accept the narrative written for me. Instead, I decided to write my own.

Believing you deserve the best in life requires a radical kind of self-love. It requires you to hold a vision for yourself that’s bigger than your current circumstance. It’s seeing the mountain and still knowing you’re meant to reach the top—even when your legs are shaking or your path is unclear.

But here’s the thing about dreams: belief gets you started, but discipline carries you through.

I didn’t just visualize healing—I aligned with it. I made choices that reflected the version of me I believed in. I practiced mindfulness, grounded myself in yoga and breathwork, changed my diet, committed to my routines, and honored the whisper of my intuition even when it sounded crazy to others. I said “yes” to the version of myself who deserved more, even when everything around me screamed “no.”

To live an enjoyable life with MS—to become a mother, a business owner, a healer, and a guide for others—took more than hope. It took *discipline*. It took being delusional enough to believe I could have it all, and grounded enough to take the steps to get there, every single day.

And you can, too.

Don’t let anyone else’s expectations define your reality. Be delusional enough to believe in your wildest dreams. Be devoted enough to work toward them with love and purpose. You are worthy. You are capable. And yes—you are allowed to want *more*.

This life you dream of? It’s yours. And if that makes you delusional in the eyes of others, then so be it.

Delusion is just belief with unshakable faith.

And I believe in *you*, too.