I Am What A Person With An Invisible Illness Looks Like Shirt! I stood there embarrassed, shamed and not sure what to say and do. Nobody even gave me a chance to explain. I just ended up turning my cart around and walking away. Feeling humiliated. Sure, I could have gone into a big explanation and told them why. I could have shown them my cold, purple limb that was hiding under my jacket and mitt. At the time though I just wanted to get out there. I have experienced this shame before in a handicap spot, but never in a store like this and so ganged up on.