

Oh god, yeah.
One of the worst things ever was being ultimately convinced by my friends & family that I was ‘just a bit lazy and just a bit crazy’ and all that… convinced to redouble my efforts to ‘break on through to the other side.’ Which I sincerely tried, with every bit of my being.
Holy hell, and I would sometimes subsequently slip in to *severe*-mode for a while, which was absolute terrifying. Like, I could barely even make my way to the bathroom to attend to my duties, and all that.
So I learned that, sadly, I could never trust other people to actually comprehend what I was going through. That I was all alone, completely, and somehow I would have to work things out and survive, with egg on my face over-and-over again.
@Björn Tantau@swg-empire.de
Wow… I don’t know what to say about this @#*!$ disease, but at least we have each other to tell our tales, no?