getting my windshield replaced today and we've entered the time window during which they should be coming, which means it's time for every ADHD sufferer's favorite game: sit on the couch and wait anxiously for the phone call that says they're coming
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posts from @fluffy-shenanigans tagged #mental health journal
also:
I did karaoke tonight for the first time since starting my transition, and omg that's literally the most fun I've ever had doing karaoke. I love my voice 🩵
sometimes I wake up on a work day and have to be like "okay we are NOT going to be a baby about this; we are GOING to work and it will be fine" and just power through my brain being like noooo I don't wannaaaaa
and sometimes there's days like today, where I didn't sleep well and feel out of sorts and sore in various places, and my brain tries to guilt trip me like "come on you big baby, you gonna call out from work over This?" and it's like. I think my brain just likes to argue with itself
recognizing and understanding my body's limits is something I am definitely still working on, and I'm terrified of burning myself out like I did with teaching piano, but like... come on man, I was waking up every couple hours and struggling to get back to sleep last night. I think this is an acceptable time to call out from [checks notes] my volunteer job, which does not pay me
sometimes I wake up on a work day and have to be like "okay we are NOT going to be a baby about this; we are GOING to work and it will be fine" and just power through my brain being like noooo I don't wannaaaaa
and sometimes there's days like today, where I didn't sleep well and feel out of sorts and sore in various places, and my brain tries to guilt trip me like "come on you big baby, you gonna call out from work over This?" and it's like. I think my brain just likes to argue with itself