The Whispered Roar – a Column by Shawna Barnes

Living with myasthenia gravis (MG) means learning that not all triggers come from the outside world. Some of the biggest ones come from inside my own body, the traitor. Hormonal shifts, sleep disruptions, and internal rhythms can shape my symptoms long before I’m aware danger is afoot. These…

Living with myasthenia gravis (MG) means learning that some of the most powerful triggers aren’t the ones anyone warns you about. They’re not always heat, or illness, or overexertion (though those matter, too). The hidden triggers are the ones you discover only by living inside a body…

Over the last 15 years, I’ve learned that having myasthenia gravis (MG) means living inside a body that rarely behaves the same way twice. In the early years of my symptoms, long before anyone put all the pieces together, I kept trying to make sense of what was…

Loving someone with myasthenia gravis (MG) isn’t a rom-com, inspirational-poster kind of love. It’s the sleeves-rolled-up, “we’re figuring this out in real time,” “in sickness and never mind” kind of love. MG doesn’t just change the person who carries it; it reshapes the entire relationship. I’ve lived with this…

Intimacy becomes a different kind of conversation when a chronic illness like myasthenia gravis (MG) enters a relationship. Before my diagnosis, I believed closeness was mostly about desire, timing, and connection. I didn’t realize how much it also depended on muscle strength, breath control, and the ability to stay…

Living with myasthenia gravis (MG) teaches you one thing pretty fast: This disease doesn’t move in straight lines. It zigzags. It doubles back. It changes the rules midday just to keep things spicy. One morning, I can get dressed and feel almost hunky-dory. But then, on a day before…

Living with myasthenia gravis (MG) means learning to coexist with a body that doesn’t always follow predictable rules. One minute I feel steady, capable, and even hunky-dory. The next, my muscles wave a white flag, and the simplest task feels like climbing a mountain in wet boots. That unpredictability…