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Itās the second day of disability pride month and my mom has just told me that all my problems are solely mine to fix. Including the ones caused by being chronically ill and not being able to work at the same pace as other people (like. Chores. Not a job. I think).
I literally was just updating her for the first time in 18 months and asking if sheād be able to come help me get some extra laundry done. Or dishes. Or vacuuming. Because when I moved in here, she said to tell her if I needed anything. But anytime I ask, this is how she responds. And her response was not just the above, and that Iām just going to need more help again later, and that she thinks Iām bipolar.
I think Iām bipolar too, and my mania got used to be ableist to me at the last therapy office, and is part of why Iām not in therapy at all currently (my about needs updating). But she just wants me medicated so Iāll leave her alone. The same woman who told me being on medication forever wasnāt something she thought was a smart idea when I got my initial antidepressant.
Can she stop flipping on me like this and pick a single lane to attack me from? Iām so tired and confused. She doesnāt make any sense. I wish I could snap MY fingers and be the ādaughterā she wanted but I canāt. I need HELP. Or Iām going to die young.
Is anyone else starting to feel kind of wary about the increasingly common narrative that "women's bodies are so different to men's that modern scientific recommendations do not apply to them"?
Like. There is a significant gap between 'a lot of studies do not take into account variations caused by things like female hormone cycles, which can limit how generalisable they are' and 'medical science does not apply to women', and the latter just seems to create a situation rife for bad faith actors and snake oil salesmen to reassure you that actually, THEY have the answers, because THEY listen to women, and if you simply pay them for their online subscription service-
I think I have an ulcer. Which the anon nonsense on my main this weekend did not help with. (Like the anons didnāt give me the ulcer, Iāve just been so stressed out all the time for months and the newness of that whole situation and how it played out was just. Very draining.
Itās just extra shitty because the only other time Iāve had one was from taking ibuprofen for too many days in a row before I got my pain prescription. (Which didnāt even work by the way. I have figured out that all it did was make my depression worse.)
I donāt even know if I have insurance (#JustMedicaidThings) and itās so hard to think when Iām desperately trying to not be sick. So trying to get my insurance figured out is even more difficult than it already was.
Figuring out how to incorporate exercises I can actually complete without hitting what might be PEM has been really difficult. My GP and OBGYN and psychiatrist recommended apps with free routines you can do at home, but these apps always seem to assume that one has far more basic ability and endurance than someone like me has.
Luckily, my city has a fantastic Parks and Rec department who installed a LifeTrails⢠system in at least the park closest to where I live. Designed to help improve activity levels for elderly people, they are very inclusive exercise bars and machines that exist outdoors and are free to the public to use. Each station has signs with Basic, Intermediate, and Advanced exercises using that piece of equipment, showing you how to do the exercise, how many reps and sets to do, and what muscles you will be working out. A sign at the start of the trail explains basic exercise safety tips like not pushing too hard or far and to keep breathing as you expend effort.
(Mine donāt have the little roofs, I think it might be an older set)
On a short walk, I can get a quick full body exercise in before going to bed a few hours later and sleep like a baby. Itās been great for my IBS symptoms. And Iām not completely exhausting myself trying to do a āquickā spinal strengthening yoga session meant for an able-bodied adult without a ton of free time and not for someone trying to NOT use up all their available spoons (and often more than whatās available) on one activity for the day.
So, try and see if your local parks have these, or something similar! And maybe try and find out how to petition to get one added if you donāt!

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Decide 10: A Relationship Tool I Found to be Helpful
A lot of internet advice says ādonāt do things you donāt want to doā or āyou donāt owe anyone anything.ā Technically true, but real relationships are more complicated. Sometimes youāre tired but still willing, sometimes youāre excited, and sometimes youāre just⦠meh.
Thatās why I love the Decide 10 system (from Prototype Thinking on Medium). It makes compromise clearer and more balanced. I saw this talked about on Instagram and looked it up.
Hereās how it works when it comes to activities (I used a different method for an emotional need, which I talk about in example 3).
Each person rates from 1ā10 how much they want to do something.
You both reveal your numbers.
If the total is 10 or higher, you do it. If itās lower, you renegotiate, postpone, or skip it.
Example 1: This is often used to decide whether to do a specific activity, but it can also be used to decide between two. Youāre deciding between Taco Bell and Burger King for dinner.
Your partner rates Taco Bell 4. Burger King 8.
You rate Taco Bell 7, Burger King 5.
Totals:
Taco Bell = 12
Burger King = 12
Both hit the 10 threshold, so either works but you can see Burger King matters more to them than Taco Bell matters to you. So maybe a compromise is you go to Burger King that night and Taco Bell another.
Example 2: Compromise in Action
Letās say someone rates something a 9 and youāre only a 3. The math adds up to 12, but beyond the numbers, it shows this thing is really important to them. In a close relationship, you might decide to stretch for them. Not because you owe it, but because you care. And often, theyāll stretch for you too.
The opposite can be true as well. Maybe you say something is a 1, but they rate it an 8. Seeing your low number might help them realize, āThis isnāt worth draining you for. I can let it go this time.ā Thatās care, too.
Example 3: An Emotional Need
Today I was feeling sad. I told my friend I was a 6 on the āsad scaleā and asked what her capacity was for calling. I clarified it wasnāt emergent. I was just sad.
She told me she was at about a 4 on capacity. She was tired and normally wouldnāt call tonight, but since I was at a 6, she wanted to support me. We agreed sheād call in two hours when she had privacy. She added that if Iād said it was emergent, she would have called right away, privacy or not.
That was me applying the concept in a different way. It was honesty about where weāre both at, balanced with flexibility.
The original Decide 10 article talks about adding numbers together for activities. With emotional needs, it worked a bit differently for me. My ā6ā was about how much support I needed, while my friendās "4" was about her capacity to give support. Instead of adding the numbers, we compared them and found a compromise. She couldnāt call immediately, but she could call in two hours.
Thatās the point of the scale. It is not rigid math, itās a framework for honest communication.
Why this helps (especially if you have BPD):
No mind-reading. You donāt have to guess how much they care.
Saying āIām a 3 on thisā communicates low capacity without it sounding like rejection.
You can see when one person feels strongly and the other doesnāt. This makes compromise less painful.
It balances give-and-take instead of one person always āwinning.ā
Important to remember:
Use it for everyday decisions and non-emergency emotional check-ins. Donāt force it in crisis moments.
Numbers can change. A ā2ā today might be a ā7ā tomorrow.
The point isnāt the math. It's the honesty and balance it creates.
This is just one tool, but I think itās a great way to practice boundaries, compromise, and clarity. Things that can be especially tricky when you live with BPD.
hey, weāll be ok
Fuck it, Iām not going to the psych appointment, the refill wonāt go through anyways and I want to switch providers again anyways, Iām so sick of getting completely ignored at this place and only being able to get appointments and stuff over the phone. No online chat for emergencies, no online booking options. Biggest practice Iāve ever been to. Fucking despicable. And theyāre so unhelpful with me having legitimate disability issues around phone calls and doing any executive functioning in my life, despite literally being a place where adults with I/DD live and receive care.
I love having overlapping traumaversaries⦠š right now, itās apparently all my waking hours spent emotionally flashing back to the more recent event, and I just woke up from a nightmare about the older one that also had a quick cameo of the newer one.

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My resolution last year was to do one thing before bed that would make my morning feel easier, and thatās become a daily habit that Iām carrying into this new year.
Some nights even filling up the kettle and setting an empty mug out for my morning tea felt hard. But I was always thankful for it in the morning.
Other nights, one thing would lead to another, and Iād wake up in a clean house with everything ready to go.
And, on a rare few nights, the one thing that I could do to make my morning easier was going straight to bed and allowing myself to rest.
What stayed the same each day is that I would take a moment to think of what I could do for my future self and do it, even after a hard day. And I would wake up knowing that I had done my best and any effortāno matter how smallāwas a kindness to myself.
Iāve been doing a lot of āa treat for future meā moments lately.
Thatās a great way to look at it, and I love this artist! (Anna-Laura: instagram / website)
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As awful as it is to be disabled thereās something beautiful and poetic about being in pain because you were having a good day. How lucky I am to love people so dearly that all the pain is worth it.
I think I have endometriosis but I donāt want to have diagnostic surgery.
But Iām more worried about it being places-not-my-uterus. Like my lumbar spine and digestive tract. And I havenāt been able to find anything about how one goes about being tested for endometrial tissue other places. But presumably you need the diagnosis from the uterine surgery first?
I also need to see my neurologist (see last post). And my dentist, had to cancel my cleaning where I was going to try to get another round of antibiotics for the cyst that wonāt die over the spot they root canalāed earlier this year, because it was when we sleep now.
And my insurance is due to be renewed for real by end of year.
And I still have to reschedule with the rheumatologist (canceled because I thought my insurance had lapsed already). And get into physical therapy.
I hate spending all my energy worrying about doctorās appointments I donāt even want to go to.
So my nerve medication that I requested an increase in dosage on earlier this year?
It worked great! For two weeks.
And then I sank into a depression hole as bad as 2020 and couldnāt get out.
And then some stuff happened and I thought my insurance had lapsed again (it hadnāt) and canceled a neurology check-up and havenāt rescheduled yet and so I canāt get my refill. And guess what? Three days of bad withdrawal (no clue why it was so short other than I missed a day of doses cause of travel and poor planning before I actually ran out so maybe that kind of titrated me a bit) and suddenly Iāve snapped out of the depressive haze.
Depression is a side effect of the prescription.
Fuck.
I guess I have to live with pain forever.
(The fatigue is still way better with the sleep meds, but getting a bit worse as I am not sleeping as well without any of the nerve medication. So I will have to go back down again and the neurologist didnāt want to increase the dose and I insisted over 3 appointments across 18 months. My OCD says he will lecture me or get smug or something. He didnāt give me the sleep prescription thatās actually helping though, his just made me doze off faster, this one gets me all the way into the restful phases of sleep.)

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Everyone else is allowed to get angry except for me. Iām not allowed to even get angry about stupid nonsense that Iām calming myself down about already. But everything makes me angry currently, so what???? Iām not allowed to do anything? How is that fair???
And on top of that I got assigned a new therapist who can only see me every other week, and I messed up the date of my (second) appointment last week and missed it and now sheās sick and my appointment that was supposed to be in 6 hours got cancelled. And Iāll have to call to get another one cause I was asleep when they called to tell me.