Everything I Love Is Canceled

does anyone else feel like they’re drowning 24/7 or is just me and that weird lady from my chemical romance

my radical belief is that the disabled and the elderly should be paid at least the average cost of living, regardless of the life they lived. regardless if they ever worked or what work they did or if they were responsible with their choices in life or not

this is my litmus test opinion lol theres more to it but depending on how much someone agrees with it tells me how much theyre worth talking to

Ah if it isn't my old friend, Task which would take like 5 minutes but which will instead take 2 hours because it's boring and tedious and I just don't Wanna.

Say it with me! Wheelchairs aren’t sad! Mobility aids aren’t sad! Mobility aids are instruments of freedom!

looks inside procrastination -> it's anxiety -> looks inside anxiety -> it's fear -> looks inside fear -> it's shame

Surely these circumstances will improve with additional shame

probably tomorrow i'm gonna somehow be more organized and disciplined than i ever have been in my whole life so i'm fine probably

I think there’s something that people don’t understand about disability and chronic illness: we’re just reallocating the same limited amount of energy. Of course, I can focus all my energy on making perfectly healthy home cooked meals three times a day, but then my apartment would get messy and I would need to neglect seeing friends and performing hygiene. I could pour all my energy into working out (apparently guaranteed to fix chronic illness, no less), but I would lose my job due to fatigue. I could pour all my energy into having the perfect insta-worthy minimalist Konmari apartment, but I would need to chuck over any time spent on myself or with my loved ones. I settle for sometimes eating boxed mac & cheese for dinner, I’m happy to get a long walk in as exercise, and I’m proud of myself for being able to keep the floor mostly swept. That isn’t me failing, that’s me living my best life.

I think it sucks that you have to go to so many different kinds of doctor to take care of yourself. It's the 21st century. I should be able to go to a single office where they scan me with a big xerox machine and tell me what I'm allergic to and why my tummy hurts and if I have any cancer or cavities or if my glasses prescription has changed. And then I should get a sticker.

Made so many errors they accidentally added up into something sort of right

you gotta rack up WAY more wrongs before it becomes a right, bro, like FAT STACKS of wrongs

I wish I know what's wrong with me instead of having to guess all the time.

identifying a maladaptive coping mechanism is so bitter sweet like that’s great now i know what i need to stop doing. but that’s literally my something

how to do things that everyone else seems to do no problem