been 18 months with this and the thing that kills me is i know the rule. PEM is real, pushing past my window costs days, i get it. i was a PT for years teaching pacing and energy conservation and somehow knowing that doesn’t stop me from doing exactly what i shouldn’t do. tuesday felt solid.
brain fog low, dysautonomia quiet, so i did dishes and made lunch and answered emails. nothing extreme. but somewhere in there i hit the edge of my window and felt the moment i should have stopped. just kept going.
convinced myself i had five more minutes. crashed wednesday. full fatigue, orthostatic intolerance, brain just gone. predictable.
preventable. now i’m sitting here thinking abt how many of us know what we’re supposed to do and still fail at it. the knowing isn’t the problem anymore. it’s the doing.
does anyone else get that moment where you feel the limit and just cross it anyway? like what actually stops you before the crash?