What I wish I had known.
I wish I had known that the exhaustion was not moral. That the way I fell apart after social events was not a character flaw, not introversion gone wrong, not a failure of willpower, but a nervous system paying its bill.
I wish I had known that the exhaustion was not moral. That the way I fell apart after social events was not a character flaw, not introversion gone wrong, not a failure of willpower, but a nervous system paying its bill.
I wish I had known that my reactions to fluorescent lights were real. That the sound from the air conditioning was real. That the seam in the sock was real. That nobody was making it up about themselves, and that I was not making it up either.
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