It has been 15,439 days since I began living with untreated mental conditions. I cannot accurately say whether they have been there the whole time, or if they developed as I went along. I am rather certain ADHD is one of them. The jury is out on whether I have truly autistic tendencies or rather devastating anxiety. It is possible that living with Type 1 Diabetes has damaged my cerebral functions to the point where I am now. Or perhaps it is the stress of living within the confines of American Capitalism with its excessive gaslighting and demanding of conformity.
Regardless of which it is. I am unmedicated for my mental state, and boy is that a thing when you look up and realise you've been at your unfulfilling job since 0730 and it's presently 1508 and you've done fuck-all. I need some fucking help. I need a new job. I likely need some meds. I need to live in a society that gives a shit.
