The next horror. The disease is invisible. No external notice of its work. I may look normal, neurotypical. Why is he not at work? Why is he sleeping? Why is he walking like that? Why does he need all that medication? Why is he walking with a stick? Get him to work. Lazy B is at it. I feel shame. I feel like Matt Lucass character in Little Britain. Jumping out the wheelchair when nobody is looking. Climbing up the diving boards. Jumping in the pool. Climbing out. Back in the chair before anyone