I was a mess when I started getting sick--anxiety attacks, blow-ups, sometimes irrational anger, agoraphobia (didn't want to leave the house, or even my room sometimes) antisocial, depressed...it took a lot of prayer to get out of the dark place I went to, and I think I had some guidence in doing research for answers beyond what my naturopath provided, although I suspect if I had followed her regimen precisely and right away, I would have made much better and faster progress. However, we do the best we can do at any given time even if it's not always the best we are capable of overall. Does that make sense? Sometimes we are at such low ebb and so powerless that any effort at all is progress, even though in better times we can make better efforts.
The grinding fatigue and lethargy kept me in bed or staring into space too many times. I guess that was the "brainfog" part of the condition. That's why I was so excited to find something (seawater) that made me feel like I was "waking up" from a dream state, even when I felt good otherwise, although there's no guarantee if it would do that for everyone else.