I'm not a person who went from high functioning to struggling. I'm a person who went from no longer able to attend high school to ten years of being trapped at home by progressively debilitating fatigue.
I've tried hundreds of things over the years, but it's like playing whack-a-mole or trying to slay the mythical hydra. For every improvement I manage, I fail two. No matter what I do, it isn't enough. I can barely take basic care of myself, treatment is unachievable.
I fooled myself into thinking it'd get better when I started PAP, regularly working out. But it just wasn't enough to function. And then extreme post-meal fatigue hit, and everything has gone to shit.
At this point, I'm not even able to try psychologically. I've given up. It's over. Each of my problems has a realistic fix, but none are achievable for me. I can't even do my own groceries or prepare food half of the days.
I've tried hundreds of things over the years, but it's like playing whack-a-mole or trying to slay the mythical hydra. For every improvement I manage, I fail two. No matter what I do, it isn't enough. I can barely take basic care of myself, treatment is unachievable.
I fooled myself into thinking it'd get better when I started PAP, regularly working out. But it just wasn't enough to function. And then extreme post-meal fatigue hit, and everything has gone to shit.
At this point, I'm not even able to try psychologically. I've given up. It's over. Each of my problems has a realistic fix, but none are achievable for me. I can't even do my own groceries or prepare food half of the days.