Partly why people just can't grasp what it's like is, because when we are really bad, they don't see us. Who can get out on a really bad day?

A few years back, my mom and sis stopped over, must have been about 9-10 am. I had just woken up and was frankenstien walking to the kitchen. You should have seen the look of horror on their faces.

"What happened?" sis says.

"Morning, morning happened." I replied. I'm always a Halloween decoration first thing in the morning lol.


Most of this is invisible, but some is intense enough anybody can see it. Maybe if we took video of our worst times and showed the docs, they'd do more?