You are so organized. You great at this. You have gotten over your autism. You are successful.
They don’t see the tears. They don’t see the meltdowns. They don’t see the panic attacks. They don’t see the bolting up in bed at night soaked in sweat, head reeling with all the things that are not done, and they don’t see that this ONE thing that you are doing so awesomely is the ONLY thing that you do because it takes every single thing that you have within you to do it! They don’t see the costs.
They don’t see that what looks like an awesome job took 12 hours of stressing and another 12 to complete and you are on too much coffee and no sleep in order to submit the perfect mound of paperwork.
They don’t see the dinners missed with your kids. They don’t see the constant locking yourself away; they don’t see the many days in a row in the same outfit, with barely brushed hair. Does the school bus driver notice, I’ve worn this sweatshirt three days in a row? Maybe. Well, at least I didn’t sleep in it, and I’m out of my PJ’s.