There's a bit of a disconnect here. We all have our different ways of dealing with a chonic condition like PD. My take on PD is that getting it is a bit of a cosmic joke, something like winning the wrong lottery. And the way I deal with it is through the prism of a kind of lethargic irony that is not to all tastes.

I wouldn't take what I wrote too seriouslly. If you haven't yet found your way through to a way of coping with things, you will. The alternative, giving up, simply isn't an option.