Dealing with disappointment about life
I wasn‘t ever gifted by strict definition (I suck at IQ tests), but I started reading when I was 3, actual stories and magazines and I had very good reading comprehension even then. I breezed through primary school without ever studying, except for math lol. I was always praised in class for being very smart and often had the best grades in my whole class. My teachers often told me I had a very vivid imagination. I joined a music group when I was 7 and constantly got told how well I played the violin even though I barely practised at home, and yet the teacher would often ask if I practised for hours every day because I was better than the other violinists but I just learned very quickly. My grades declined a bit in high school but I was still pretty good and still rarely studied. I was often praised for my writing and would still hear often that my skills were impressive for my age. Throughout my childhood and my teens I was made to feel special and creatively gifted by my teachers and I was convinced I had a bright life ahead of me. Fast forward to now, I‘m 30, disabled and unable to work. Late diagnosed AuDHD, late diagnosed everything else, some things are still in the diagnostic process. I still write and do music but I can never get to where I want to be it feels like. All that potential I had as a kid and still have now is going to waste. I‘m a nobody who hasn‘t „made it“ and might never make it and this is so sobering. I’m not special anymore. I know that sounds super conceited but it’s hard to let that go when you used to hear it all the time. I’m just some woman living a quiet life knowing she could‘ve been something but wasn‘t.
I know 30 is still young and I still have time but I just don‘t know if I have the energy to do the things I want to do. Genuinely, my disabilities make it really hard. Without the disabilities, who knows, but that‘s not reality right now. The reality is that I have a lot of goals and dreams still but can‘t make them happen because my body isn‘t cooperating. My mind and heart want to so bad, but my body is like, nope.
Sorry if this is depressing but I‘ve been in the horizontal for the past 4 days when I wanted to be working on projects and I just feel really fucking discouraged right now. It‘s so strange to always have been „special“ and now you‘re just an average Jane. Again I know how fucked that sounds but it‘s genuinely sort of heartbreaking