My parents still have no clue how to regulate there comments when I mention my difficulties. They love pointing out how "pretty much everyone struggles with getting their real life taken care of."

Yeah, and I'm sure everyone else also sits there for hours at a time, lamenting themselves for not being able to get up and getting it done. It's less about the inability to get started, and more about the excruciating guilt you feel when simple tasks take hours of internal bargaining to finally get done.

[–] [email protected] 4 points 9 months ago (2 children)

The OP was talking about the feeling of needing to lie for fear others won't understand, but my suggestion is to not lie, being transparent works way more often. It works for me, anyways, and if people don't understand then that's their problem, not mine.

No idea where you dug all that shit out of, though, but good job I guess.

[–] [email protected] 1 points 9 months ago

The point I was trying to make was that, more often than not, it doesn't matter how transparent and honest you are, a lot of people will never buy into the "I forgot again" excuse because you're supposed to "learn from your mistakes."

I'm exactly the same way as you, except it can get a lot more difficult when I add in my constant need to please everyone. It's almost not worth the effort to be honest when the people you're talking are not reciprocative of your struggles, even though they claim to acknowledge your illness.

I'm not sure there was any need to be so defensive about it, but it was on me for not properly explaining my thought process. Just trying to have a critical conversation about the problems that plague us.

[–] [email protected] 1 points 9 months ago

Unfortunately, at least for me, people very frequently make it my problem when they don't understand (or don't care). Mainly my parents. And they wonder why I don't talk to them anymore.