For me it was not noticing my daughters mental health going down hill.
I too have hidden disability from spinal injuries and a brain injury from a car accident.
Age 8 she became carer. Over the next 8 years I gradually regained function, as I got better she got worse.
She was losing her identity she felt. She was scared to let go of that mothering role.
I didn't notice she was cutting herself. It took a long time in therapy to help her through. She was diagnosed with PTSD. I caused that and I felt rotten.
She is happy and intelligent and in 2 nod year at uni studying forensic bio Physcology.
The plus point was being here for my 3 children. Being able to spend time with them, as long as I was not fatigued.
My children have missed out on sleepovers, parties, concerts even trips that I forgot to fill paperwork in for, or pay for!
Poor memory plus poor executive control makes me a bit of a loose cannon. I can be embarrassing without realising. I don't have the filter to stop what you think falling out of your mouth, it can get me in bother and cost me friendships.
I wish I had found this place years ago!