When someone has a walker, a cane, a visible disorder or handicap, you get it. You probably have sympathy, patience and compassion. When you see me and others like me — those who are living each day with an invisible illness or disability — I get it, it can be hard to understand. You don’t get that my nerves are always tingling, that my back is always burning, that my bladder doesn’t work and that my level of exhaustion is…
