• Reactive hypoglycemia here.

    If you see me trembling? TELL ME. I sometimes don’t notice it and the result can be an explosive burst of temper as fight-or-flight takes hold and I lash out. (I’m prone to the “fight” side.)

    If you see me snacking, shut up with snide comments about weight gain. First, you’re probably fatter than me. Second, these little snacks are how I keep my blood sugar from cratering and reacting to your snide comments with a knife. (Metaphorical or literal: your choice.)

    I’ve been living with reactive hypoglycemia for decades knowingly, and with a further two decades unknowingly. Trust me. I know waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay more about this than you.