Not going out of the house for two days seemed awful, a couple of years ago. Now, it's normal to not go out for 3 or 4 days. I'm at peace with it. Even if it's 5 or 6 days, it doesn't seem as bad.
My symptoms, too, don't bother me as much as they used to. I'm used to them. I don't fight it - at least mostly. And I know, as long as I stay within my limits, I won't feel too bad.
It was infuriating for me to hear repeatedly that experience helps with this illness, when I was at the beginning of it. But now I think I've got enough experience of it to help me make better decisions. Obsessive logging didn't help me find patterns. Instead, FEELING it has helped me find patterns. This takes longer. I don't know if there are any shortcuts.
I'm happier now, 2 years in, than I was at the beginning. I've settled in for the ride.