I fucking hate when im guilted by people because i cant function.
I don't refuse to keep my room clean - something about it is just so fucking difficult for me that it never lasts for more than two weeks. It never has.
Its not like i didnt put so much effort into my late essay - its not like I was just being fucking lazy. Something about jt is just so fucking difficult that i completely shut down and feel incapable of anything.
Im not being lazy. Ive been severely burnt out because ive had no clue how to work efficiently without constantly working at my best 24/7 for fucking school, and i only ever get a proper recharge during summer break.
I dont know how to dole out how much i work on something. I cant just put a little effort in. If its an essay or a piece of art like that it needs my full focus with no interuptions or it will never get done.
And writing essays on books i dont care about and explaining things i dont csre about to teachers who have read this exact same essay years before - its just too much. Im not even interested in the topic. Nothing is motivating me. I just get more burnt out.
I hate that i cant keep my room and myself clean for very long.
I hate that i feel incapable of doing large projects in school without having multiple breakdowns.
But its worse when i keep telling myself that im just not disabled enough. That im /not/ dysfunctional at all, really, and actually im coping with all of this perfectly fine! And actually you have nothing to worry about because your doing so FUCKING WELL!!
But im not. Its only been this year that i havent felt like im fucking drowning in my own inability to function. And even then, every nit-pick, every "I dont ask much of you, you know," when i forget to take a fucking shower, every time my room is called a filthy fucking pig pen - i internalize that.
I internalize a lot of things.
I thought i was just being sensitive. And difficult. And whatever. But it turns out its just. I cant control a lot of things about myself and theres not much i can do about it right now. Stop criticizing me everytime i display that i, a disabled adhder, live dysfunctionally. Because i do. And im doing the best i can.
Dont ever fucking tell somebody how they sre actually doing. If they say they dont actually feel like their coping, they probably arent.
I know i havent been. Ive been repressing. It wasnt until i started a sport that i fucking started expressing my anger issues because i am also medicated for anxiety.
My ADHD affects my life greatly. I hate that i dont feel disabled enough to ask for more help with my issues at school.













