Am finding that as I come out of denial (and have less energy) I realize I have not always been totally truthful with my family and friends. Of course it would be easier if we had an illness that was not stigmatized by the ignorant. Easier to say "I have MS or Lupus or cancer or some such." But such is not the case. Is it always better in the long run to tell the truth? To just up and tell people "If you want to see me, you have to come to visit a sick person lying in bed." Otherwise forget it. I find that I have not so much lost friends and family, but I feeling more and more about cutting ties myself . It is odd that they continually expect me to be different, even though it has been years. Is this part of human nature? Is it a way of escaping the reality of life? Why do people prefer giving money to a "cause" rather than giving a listening ear to a person they are actually acquainted with who could use understanding? What is this obsession with "positive thinking" that allows you to skip through the part about compassion and leap directly into "well look on the bright side?" What do you think? Should I cut bait and enjoy the few wonderful people in my life who understand? Or will I forever regret not keeping up ties with my family "no matter what?"