Invisible disability sucks! Until I got sick enough that I needed the assistance of a walker or wheelchair, for the most part my disability was invisible. I could be in huge amounts of pain and no one would be the wiser... why? After years of living in my body I knew how to hide it. I knew  to put on a brave face and pretend it DIDN'T feel like there was an ice pick digging into the back of my brain.

The thing about invisible illness is that every day comes with its own surprises. Some days I feel great and can walk around the block and other days making it to the end of the block in anything but my power chair just seems impossible. It doesn't mean I'm "faking" or that I'm "fine" it means that for THAT day I've reached my cap on what I can do and in an effort to NOT wind up in the hospital I'm respecting my body.  I get to decide how far I push myself...not anyone else. As it should always be.

If you know someone with an invisible illness , listen to them... respect them and be an ally. We have enough challenges in our life. Your attitude towards out illness shouldn't be one.