Just a bit of a Thursday morning ramble
Does anyone else feel like they have to really graft at taking care of themselves. Like I really have to force myself to get out of bed, see to the kids, take my meds, remember to eat and drink, get an early night, show up for work, tidy the house.
And ultimately doing all these things makes me feel better and a more fulfilled person, but the whole time until my meds kick in its like I'm fighting against the ADHD that's kicking and screaming, telling me to go back to sleep, fuck it all off, quit my job, go on a bender. I will literally get ready for the day in tears some days but then once I've woken up properly, I feel great lmao. I feel like I'm always resisting the ADHD urge to ruin my life and chase dopamine.
While I was making a brew this morning I had the thought, I can understand why people used to think they had actual demons inside them. It definitely feels like that some days.