EvrenCasual Contributor
Tired of fighting for scraps
Hey everyone, I'm new here.
I attempted posting something before but the forum upload bugged out and kind of swallowed it so I dropped the idea for a short while. Take two, right?
I'm juggling a lot of things to improve my life right now. Moving out of a toxic family, finding a new job, desperately trying to maintain my creative practice, seeking medication for my mental health.
But I feel like I'm fighting every inch of the way. So tired of every life task feeling like a mountain, and then every scrap of kindness needing to be scrounged for.
I'm tired of being dismissed by the GP and talked over, turning one simple visit into three different GPs.
Both depression medication options causing my body pain or very disturbing, dangerous side effects.
Of pretending I'm chipper and happy so I have the slightest chance of people liking me when I'm roommate or job hunting.
Being ignored when I message them.
Apartment rent agents not even bothering to read my profile, offering me something outside my budget, and then having the gall to suggest I should find roommates... Yeah duh.
Of being weaseled around at work to do more complicated things than I'm being paid for, and then attempts at negotiation being sidelined by 'you can do it as a contract instead, yeah?'
Of pots and pans being smashed on the ground by my mother in response to my clumsiness when I've been like that lifelong and I can't help it. (This has been particularly triggering of late)
My regular friends activity getting pushed back and back and back, weeks and weeks and weeks because everyone's so busy.
Of the only place where I feel productive and peaceful is not even home, it's the library.
My friend told me this weekend she's so proud of me for pushing on... but I don't want to anymore. Why am I will-powering my way through to get just the minimum amount of stability? It's torture at this point.