I was at an event on the weekend and my cataplexy got me a few times. The last one was particularly bad and I crumpled on the grass right in the middle of a group of friends. I even sustained my first cataplexy injury when the grass (of all things) cut my knee and my whole leg was muddy. No one did anything to comfort me. I know they care and that they know strong reactions can make it keep going like dominos but a piece of me feels hurt that, aside from one girl telling another that I was having an "episode", they didn't even acknowledge it. Does anyone else feel like that?