humxo:

being just abled enough to not get fired from your job out of like, constant desperate scrambling to keep up?

is some shit. it’s destroying my life. but it’s proving that i’m Abled Enough To Support Myself, i guess. i just.

i’m so exhausted and so fucking lonely. it’s driving home how normal it isn’t that like, other people at work have actual lives, including elderly ladies in my department with disabilities doing the same shit i am.

they go places, do things, make plans. keep their homes clean. cook. eat what they like, bring actual foods in, are able to eat actual foods in a room full of people and eat a meal in a couple minutes.

part of the cult trap that held my parents is the normalization of constant exhaustion– That’s Just What The World Does To You.

but i think that what a lotta leftist discourse misses is that…it’s not. most people *are*, at least, *capable*, if not *thriving*, in forty-hours-to-pay-the-bills. and just doing the rest of their living around that.

i don’t think that makes it good, right, or something that doesn’t need fixed. and that doesn’t solve that i need to pay bills and feel like shit.