The exhausting part is one of the benefits to me. I slept like shit for… My life… Until I was diagnosed at 30. No more uncomfortably restless legs, no more doing mental gymnastics trying to figure out a good way to fall asleep.

It’s not that they are fun, it’s that I can’t have real fun without them. Best I can do is find a way to be comfortably distracted from the feeling of not accomplishing anything that I know won’t be satisfied by accomplishing things.

Without the pills dopamine becomes the estranged aunt the family doesn’t talk about but is severely missed.

For the same reason that a little fire and big fire are both fires but a small rock is a pebble while a big rock is a boulder. Fire is more about what something is doing while rocks are more about what they are.

Considering people exist who can, by hand, create art that appears photorealistic to the naked eye… Yeah I’m gonna slap a big false on this question. Lol

The biggest challenge, for a capable individual, is knowing enough to do so.