adulting

To ensure we don't have to go to Aldi tomorrow, we ordered groceries from Instacart and they'll be delivered soon. We ordered 160 bucks worth of food. I've got a very short list of things I need from Meijer. I need to get the ingredients for bacon and cheese quiche. And I want to stop by trader Joe's for some blueberry lavender almond milk for my blueberry rooibos tea. It's so yummy.

#Adulting

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Living in my ADHD-infused world feels like riding a rollercoaster designed by a mad scientist. Throw in a dash of complex PTSD, a sprinkle of severe anxiety, and a dollop of major depressive disorder, and you've got yourself a mental health carnival. It's not just a journey; it's a wild, unpredictable ride.Imagine attempting to tackle everyday tasks when your brain decides to play hide-and-seek with executive function. Chores become these epic sagas, and the to-do list looks like a novel you never signed up to write. Social interactions? Well, that's a carefully orchestrated dance of preparing for potential distraction-induced tangents.
ADHD, my dear friend, makes even the simplest things feel like solving a Rubik's Cube blindfolded.Now, let's talk about the "ADHD tax" – the extra costs I rack up because, let's face it, adulting is hard. Late fees? Check. Takeout instead of cooking? You bet. And don't even get me started on hiring someone to tackle the never-ending laundry mountain because, frankly, wrestling with a fitted sheet is an Olympic-level challenge.And then, like the plot twist in a quirky sitcom, enter PTSD, anxiety, and depression. It's like having the emotional equivalent of a petting zoo inside your head. Tasks that others breeze through become monumental achievements for me. It's not just navigating life; it's herding a bunch of emotional llamas through a maze.But hey, here's the kicker – acceptance. I've learned to embrace this chaotic circus. Sure, I might not be juggling balls; I'm juggling mental health conditions.
It's not about being a superhero; it's about being a badass for surviving this daily whirlwind.in this neurodivergent, mental health carnival, seeking support isn't a weakness; it's the golden ticket. Friends and family become the sidekicks in this wild adventure, helping me tackle the rollercoaster with a bit more swagger.So, here I am, riding the ADHD coaster with PTSD llamas, anxiety acrobats, and depression jugglers. It's not a sitcom; it's my life. And honestly, it's a hell of a show. #ADHDInGirls #Adulting #MentalHealth #anxiey

Well, it is Friday. I usually don’t work in Fridays but I am working today. I really gotta stop messing with my work schedule because I always end up mad about it. Annoyed with myself for moving things around. How great it would be if I could stay home today. And if I didn’t need the hours soooooo badly I totally would. #Sarcoidosis #PolycysticOvarySyndrome #HypothyroidismUnderactiveThyroidDisease #MyalgicEncephalomyelitis #Depression #Anxiety #ADHD

Wednesday morning, why do you hate me? 😂 Man Oh man I woke feeling horrible this morning. I know it is because of my monthly friend (though that friend isn’t too friendly). I REALLY wish I didn’t have to go to work and I could totally call in but I know I shouldn’t. It is soooooo tempting. I could just lay back down in my comfy bed. Man….that would be great!!! Oh well, I guess I have to go adult now. Adulting is so totally over rated. Ugh! #Sarcoidosis #PolycysticOvarySyndrome #HypothyroidismUnderactiveThyroidDisease #MyalgicEncephalomyelitis #Depression #Anxiety #ADHD #Autism

Does anyone else feel like they're on a really scary hamster wheel? I've made poor financial choices because of my mental health and because of my mental health I'm in debt and I'm in debt because of my mental health and it just keeps going round and round and round. I can't get out of this cycle of debt. I can barely see the psychologist on a regular basis because I can't afford my copay every other week. The sad part is I make decent money but I can't manage it because I have mental health issues. I don't know what do at all because I'm drowning in bills from my inpatient stay, I can't get caught up on bills, credit card debt or medical bills and it makes my anxiety and depression worse. I feel like I'm never going to get out of this cycle and there's no hope or help. I don't go out with friends because I never have any money left over after bills and my friends don't understand and think I just don't want to hang out with them. I'm 34 and I have no savings no 401k nothing. The future scares me and I feel like I'm a financial mess and a failure. I have a hard enough time dealing with my emotions, depression and my anxiety on a regular basis when things don't creep in and I don't let my mind run away with me. But the worries of financial stress on top of everything else has made life a living nightmare. #financialnightmare #Anxiety #everydaylife #lifestruggles #Adulting

I’m 57. I should be able to adult by now, no problem. But I still struggle to speak up for myself, especially to my children. I get nervous. I act like a child who’s waiting for dad to get home from work because mom called him to tell him I got into trouble. Geez, I don’t know why either.
Last night my daughter didn’t ask me if she could use my car, she just asked me where my keys were because she’s taking it to work and didn’t want to wake me looking for them. I started to say why she couldn’t use my car but it didn’t go well because I got nervous. This morning I told my son-in-law about my insurance coverage. I didn’t have enough money to put everyone on it (I used my small inheritance from my dad to pay for insurance because my daughter couldn’t pay for it as she promised). I hardly drive anywhere so my coverage cost $738 for six months coverage. I’m hoping that they will be caught up on their bills by then to pay my insurance by then. Anyway I explained to him I have an excellent record and if she gets into an accident in my car they’ll have to pay out of pocket to repair it (because they’re not covered)
My daughter came home early and isn’t speaking to me. 😟 I won’t change my mind and cave but she sure makes living hell
#stressed #Adulting #beingresponsible

For the last three weeks, I’ve been dealing with yet another work injury, but this time it’s upper body; entirely pulled my latisimis dorsi muscle. I’m so freaking done. I know that this is my life and I have to deal with the aspect that my body will not allow me to be as physically inclined as others are. I legit cannot afford a lower paying full time job as a cashier somewhere. I’m trying to move out (finally) with my boyfriend of almost 5 years and I’m no going to throw that away. I thought about getting disability, but then again I can’t because of the abundance of lawyers I’d need. It’s just every time something starts to go right in my life, something else comes back around to make everything worse again. My medical condition is the one thing keeping me back from destroying my depression. I envy those who can do whatever; I know I’m not as bad as some other people are limitation wise, but to me with what I wanna do is killing my youth. I feel like I have the body of a 50 year-old woman and the mental stability of…well.. I’m not too sure tbh. I just want help finding solutions and kind of plan out what I need to do in order to feel better. I feel like it’s getting harder to stay positive. #Anxiety #Depression #Independence #help #BodyPositive #Misery #Adulting

My mom and dad both have almost died by the time I reached 20 and now at 23 I moved home during the pandemic because I didn’t want them to be alone and to help them but it’s too much on my mental health. I have CPTSD and panic attack disorder but I was still able to attend university on my own the last few years but moving back home has made it worse and harder to get better. When I was away I still talked to my parents everyday and it’s honestly toxic as they aren’t the most supportive and can both be verbally abusive. But with their health I don’t know how long they will be here. #CPTSD #EmotionalNeglect #Childhood #Adulting #EmotionalAbuse #Toxic