The toughest thing to explain to people is that weird place where chronic fatigue and brain fog intersect; where you’re so far gone that physical and mental energy are both being drawn from the same well, and the well is dry.
When you’ve been on your feet and your muscles are screaming they can’t do anymore, and someone asks you a question and it’s more than you can muster to even open your mouth and make a sound. When critical thinking is the same as running a marathon and you can’t remember what you’re doing so you walk into a wall. It all just blends together until your brain and your body both feel like useless mush.
[Batteries in various stages of power against yellow background. Title text: “Effects of Social Events on Spoonies.” Battery 1 is ¾ full with caption: “Getting ready.” Battery 2 is ½ full with caption: “Travel to event.” Battery 3 is ¼ full with caption: “1-3 hours at event.” Battery 4 is empty with caption: “Travel home.”]
Shoutout to spoonies who have to keep working despite their pain and fatigue. I’m pretty much motionless on a daily basis and it’s bad enough, I can’t imagine how hard it is to keep going like nothing is wrong.
You are all such badasses.