I must say, fighting these parasites is a true test of spirit! One moment I feel hopeful and almost clean again, the next, I'm again feeling saturated in these wiggling greasy little invaders that are clearly visible yet nobody else seems to find significant! My once closest allies have now become people I avoid because I can't pretend everything is normal. I feel disdain for their ignorance almost jealousy sometimes. Yet, I would never want to be so blind. I'll see a coiled fiber-like worm just chilling on their face as if it just escaped one of their pores and is planning its next route to get back to its source and breed or listen to their complaints of symptoms of the cycling parasite ie; monthly chest cold that they "just can't seem to kick" and I want to shake the s*#t out of them! I'll never get them to believe what it truly is. Am I to just stand by and watch my loved ones slowly be devoured by these things while also risking being reinforced? I do feel I am winning this fight slowly personally. My internal symptoms have improved significantly since treating with antihelminthics but I do have moments when I feel defeated but mostly its do to this lack of awareness and support. How do you guys deal with this?