remembering to take my meds
keeping my kid alive and seemingly happy
not succumbing to the weight of the horrors
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remembering to take my meds
keeping my kid alive and seemingly happy
not succumbing to the weight of the horrors
Hey are you me?!
Taking a single pill can be oddly hard in my experience. Aww it's amazing you're nourishing a kid's health and happiness. I'm not sure what youre being resilient in the face of, but I'm glad you're doing it.
The past few years I've been struggling a lot and isolating myself. I sometimes spent weeks without even going outside and developed intense social anxiety. A little over a month ago I had a health scare where my diabetes meds weren't working anymore and blood sugar got so high I had to go to the hospital. After that I totally changed my lifestyle and started going for long walks everyday and doing some workout at home. My mental health is much better and my blood sugar level dropped to a normal level. I feel more energy and stamina than I did in years. It did take a health crisis, but I'm proud I made such a change. I wouldn't have thought it possible few months ago.
I totally understand crisises driving us to make changes. Blood sugar issues seem so difficult to manage, I'm always awestruck when people maintain it just enough to not be in crisis. I barely know anything about diabetes, but I understand the socially anxious, sedentary, indoor lifestyle because I live it for the most part. I just exercised outside for the first time in months and it was a huge change. Discomfort from workout soreness is pretty sweet. It's comforting discomfort and I don't want to live without it. I don't do this many times a year. While in crisis or not, I hope I do it more.
Manage to do my work and studies, with undiagnosed audhd.
Manage to get out the door when I have to, despite my longcovid stuff that flares every time I do.
Do work that I am proud of. Be on the side of the homeless, the poor and treat people with dignity. Been there myself so it helps.
My studies, I at least get to advocate for the change I want to see in the world.
I am also proud of my relationship with my partner and my kid. We are a unit.
My cooking and baking, I am pretty good at those.
The interest I have for everything. Reading a lot. Being intense and sure of justice. My drive for activism. These I've been shamed for in my life, I've decided to be proud of them.
My body. It's been put through so much, it keeps on keeping me alive.
My internal drive for kindness and solidarity.
I got ADHD too and I really admire people achieving things like work and school.
I know some people's longcovid feels better or worse with weather and temperature changes. Perhaps there's some comfort others with the same longcovid symptoms have figured out that makes it easier to function during this weather. My body has gone through lots too. Our bodies really do divine work of keeping us around to do things.
Sounds like you're studying what you're passionate about. It's one thing to remain sticking around physically functioning after certain life experiemces and getting long covid, and on top of that, you try make changes you don't necessarily have to. That's a lot.
Congratulations for surviving homelessness and ending up in a family unit you feel pride in. It should be baseline teachings to teach your family to be kind and supportive of homeless people, but for many families it's not taught. I bet you're advocating against classism in your partner's and kid's eyes. I didn't have much of that from anywhere growing up, I wish I had a bigger headstart in anticlassism. (Classist teachings can really stick around. Like how the other day, I doubted a bad review mentioning a doctor throwing a tantrum just because they were from one of the most expensive, best universities in the nation. But then I remembered a person who threw violent tantrums that got accepted into one, and I saw this as proof that emotionally 4 year old people can get into the best schools. So I understood I was being classist. Being taught more respect for homeless people earlier on probably could've helped me to not reach a classist thought.)
Your house probably smells like heaven when you bake. It will so be lovely in your family's memories. You have quite a list of things to be proud of. It sounds very healthy of you to remain believing in and doing these things regardless of people shaming you.

I get out for a run most days, pretty proud that I make a point of fitting it in.
This rocks. Improving your headspace for the rest of the day must feel more comfortable too.
Yeah I really notice it if I get a run in before an early morning meeting. Does wonders for my mood generally too.
I've made the decision to dedicate time in my life, every single day, to try and talk with at least one person about writing/reading/creativity in some fashion.
Sometimes I feel so weak or just little in the grand scheme of the world we live in and it feels like such an impossible struggle sometimes. But then I see the look in someone's eyes when the gears in their head start turning as they start getting creative; I want to keep finding those moments. I want men to start making more meaningful art that's raw, emotional, and difficult; so difficult that it forces us to seek better perspective. One of the most influential moments of my life happened recently, where a co-worker of mine openly and willingly shared his poetry with me without a care in the world, and it made my heart burst with joy. These little things make it impossible to feel weak and the world blends together into a controlled background; the world feels livable again.
also encourage semi colon usage
I want men to start making more meaningful art that's raw, emotional, and difficult; so difficult that it forces us to seek better perspective.
I forgot to respond to this part. Yeah I want everyone to. I feel you might like the choreography in the music video Eusexua by FKA Twigs also Butoh dancing. (I saw a way better video on Butoh, maybe I'll find it later.) Butoh dancing originated in Japan. Many dancers are painted white as if coated in nuclear fallout. I would probably know more about it, but each dance I see is so satisfyingly raw to watch I don't go into deep dives about it. To me they're refreshing and difficult at once. Please do share if you've got art you reccomend.
I found a YouTube link in your comment. Here are links to the same video on alternative frontends that protect your privacy:
Yay I got chosen. I dream of being able to write poetry and share it. Idk how to rhyme atm, I've somehow lost the ability, but if you have any poetry reccomendations, maybe I'll try reading it.
Yes! The gears in others heads are often beautiful. I know someone who's advancing in sewing and it's exciting to watch. They can also rhyme really well, but they won't write poetry and I wish they would. I want to be creative, but I'm used to old patterns where I don't exercise my good qualities much. At night my dreams can help me understand that I'm brilliantly creative, if only I could manage taking things into the waking world. I'm kind of in a PTSD script that blocks me off from creating art.
What a lovely part of someone's inner person to come across in a workplace. Years ago, my now-favorite poet posted their writing and it showed me just how mindful and grounding writing poetry can be. I had no idea they had talent in writing until then.
Still don't know how to use a semi colon. I've tried looking it up, but I don't understand it.
I feel both pride in and the terrible burden of being right all the time
Not completely failing at living independently most days I'd say. Not that I'm fully independent yet but yeah.
Thats huge. You're doing very well by my standards. Partially independent sounds nice.
Thank you. It's taken quite awhile especially considering comparisons (comparison is the thief of joy truly) to my peers but with my disabilities and childhood trauma it's not bad I suppose. You're doing well yourself.
Thanks. Disability and trauma can at times bless us with empathy we wouldn't have before, so among your struggles maybe it helps make you more empathetic in certain ways. I compare myself to others all the time, but a person close to me reminds me every now and then that I helped them learn more empathy. Learning my experiences can become an integral part of making other's strengths greater feels nice.
Because of how hard I work to do basic things for myself, I always remember I could be more disabled. I'm doing my best to not think of my abilities as a rug that can get pulled from underneath me, but instead, appreciate structure that is helping keep my life running. I am hopeful that my life will still grow bigger as time goes on.
I agree 100%.
I found a YouTube link in your post. Here are links to the same video on alternative frontends that protect your privacy: