I used to feel guilty and wonder why my family put up with me. That was when things were at their worst. I understand now that all of those feelings I had neatly tucked away for so many years came spilling out (along with my symptoms) and I was ill. It took a while for me to forgive myself for really not 'being there' for my family for more than a year.

These days when I have a day or two of high symptoms, I deal with it the best I can and know that I'll feel better shortly. Also I know that it's just part of this whole thing and there's only so much I can do to prevent it. Sometimes I have to remind my family of this...but for the most part their still as supportive and helping as ever.

Lisa