I did not tell anyone except for my family for many years. I also tried my best to not let MG be the center of my world. When I had to medically retire as an attorney, I told people that I just quit. When I could no longer carry my surfboard up the beach, I let the cat out of the bag. Expecting the worse, I got the best. One dear friend immediately told my husband that if anything ever happened to him, his family would take care of me. Although most of my friends don't understand MG they now understand that it isn't them when I refuse an invitation.