me, forcing myself to ask for help, hands trembling, voice shaking: im not feeling so good my sweet dude *finger guns*
Tfw your anxiety gives you the itch to get out and move but your agoraphobia has you trapped indoors.
Me: I’m having such a good time
Brain: sure would suck if you get hit with a low mood, and go nonverbal, and come off as rude and uninterested in your friends
Me:
I hate hate hate my internalized ableism. I'm chronically ill and disabled. I had an exhausting week and was Active every day this week, even though I've been having a rough time with mental health stuff. I intentionally made no plans to go out or get anything done today because I'm exhausted and I need to catch up on some rest. I ended up being slightly active anyway and went with @just-opal-things on the bus to work. Then I came home, ate lunch, and rested. I talked to my sister on the phone for a long time, I had a nice long distance movie night with @sahraylia, and overall it was a good day that went as planned. And fucking yet. Here I sit feeling frustrated and like I accomplished nothing. Logically I know my day was exactly the day I tried to have, and that I needed probably an even more laidback day than I gave myself, but I keep thinking of things that still need to be done. It's bullshit.