Lately, and even in the past, I have been approached by people that know me, not very well, but tell me they are so surprised that I was so ill in my life. The reason they are so shocked when they find out about my past is because of how I appear to them now.
They tell me they thought I was so “perfect and my life was so perfect.” How can they possibly tell that by looking at me or chatting with me briefly? That is a question I do not understand. Please do not judge people by their appearance or what someone may say about them. Really try to find out about someone if you are truly interested in them. There is no way, by looking at me or anyone, that you will have any idea what my story is, or anyone’s, and what we have been through. Everyone has “stuff” in their lives. Getting past it is the challenge.