psychiatric disabilities are such bullshit. like what do you mean im not going to reach my full potential just because my brain said no.
like this post is flippant but every day i have to contend with the grief that comes from knowing that, actually, there are things i want to be and do that i simply can’t. that the high achieving version of myself that everyone saw in high school was never real. that the goals i set for myself were always out of my reach. like how am i supposed to be content with the scraps that im able to cling to? how am i supposed to navigate life in a world that’s actively hostile to me? how am i supposed to build a career when most people aren’t willing to do the work to look past my symptoms in my personal life, never mind my professional one? how am i supposed to build a life at all when all of my energy is going towards surviving my own fucking self? like?? it’s not fucking fair. and im so lonely. and so tired. genuinely how am i supposed to get over this.
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