
my previous hobbies and passions have seemingly contributed to the reasons why i'm currently having x-rays and ultrasounds 😕. i started going to the gym for my mentals a few years ago on top of a physical job. During the ultrasound the sonographer asked very seriously 'was i a runner?' as if she was about to say 'well you ain't gonna be running now'. not a runner by any means, have never been able to likely due to this thing that's being discovered now, but have done a fair bit of solo long distance hiking with heavy packs, so gathering there won't be any more of that.
last year i finished working for an organisation in my, while shitly paid, 'dream job'. unfortunately i was only on temporary 6 month contracts for nearly five years and the people i worked with, including my manager, didn't not like me for the last 3 1/2 years i was there. went thru HR nightmare where i was also left feeling like i could not communicate. i was being told i was doing great things one on one and then being told the opposite in meetings in front of everyone. cue frustration, confusion and crying. now I'm in a position that's kinda related, but i am bored out of my brain and is basically the opposite objective of what i want to be doing. i have high standards of myself and double, triple, check correspondence, particularly anything with logistical info, so these attempts at appointment creation drive me nuts. my daughter is part way through asd/adhd assessments, and though i've always felt like a weird black upside down inside out sheep, i didn't start looking into it properly until she started having major issues at school. I came across terms like selective (ironically named) mutism, alexithymia, misophonia and reading countless webpages about undiagnosed asd females and their traits, i can fill the bucket with my own ticks.
i am definitely an all of nothing kinda of person. the logical/methodical/thorough side of me clashes greatly with the i have no fking clue how to deal with my emotional stuff. any self help: i can read it, hear it, understand it but at the end of the day it's not how i feel. terrible at accepting help, let alone asking for it because i don't know what exactly i'm asking for. i see how my daughters brain works on the outside and i feel like it's how mine works on the inside. professional bottler of 30 odd years. now i can't see my whole reply and all i want to do is edit it cos i know it's all over the place and just snippets of the actual. i've given up trying to develop any sort of relationships and always throw away potential new ones pretty quick, again easily discouraged, one particular personal one just recently. even paying a counsellor just feels like paying someone to pretend they care, it just feels stupid. i feel stupid.
oh, and i like sewing felt creatures, lol, but struggle to sit down and focus, then when i do i stay up all night to get to a 'satisfaction point' or finish them and then feel totally scattered for sleep dep. everything comes at a cost.
thank u @Last-Lament , i can tell you've read my previous posts. appreciate it. sorry you've had to lower your expectations recently too. seems like much of the world in all it's instantaneous-ness has forgotten that the content matters a lot too.