When I Grow Up I Wanna Be Upper Middle Class.

When I grow up I wanna be upper middle class.

There’s no such thing as work-life balance for neurodivergent & chronically ill people.

This is because everything in my life requires work:

maintaining friendships

keeping up with my hygiene

managing bills

making money

remembering my basic needs

sleeping regularly

outputting creatively

All requires some aspect of work for me.

And when everything in your life requires work, your balance goes out the window.

If you're neurodivergent and overwhelmed — I see you.

If you're chronically ill and overwhelmed — I see you.

You're not dysfunctional.

You're not incapable.

You're doing your best.

Ifykyk

Do... I even have any brain cells left?? I feel like I have no brain at all....

If you've been following the chaos, one thing after another after another...

My son, I swore, had a doctor's appointment TODAY. 3 places. In my phone. Said. TODAY.

Called them. It's next Thursday...

... HOW did I fuck that up 3x....

*frustrated groaning and screeching noises*

It was a good thing my husband needed to pick something up from someone or it'd have been a wasted trip.... ALTHOUGH I'm sure our eldest is loving the spontaneous adventure with dad.... so I guess not wasted.

He picked up our items, then went over to a local farm store to see what's what about the new name. (I guess same store same stock just different name)

So I know they're both having a good time. (This household is very local farm oriented/supporting. We all enjoy going for needs as well as just funsies.)

You guys are BULLYING ME

reblog if you are ASEXUAL, support ASEXUAL PEOPLE, or SECRETLY A DRAGON IN HUMAN FORM