disability compounding arfid
hello gang. so i have sensory sensitivities/limited variety (as well as food allergies because fuck me lol) but, more importantly, i have lack of interest arfid and it’s sort or ruining my life a little bit
last year (almost exactly a year ago, wow) i became physically disabled, and ended up trapped in an apartment lease where the whole damn apartment is inaccessible to me. can’t even leave without needing to be carried down stairs. it’s super. i’m looking into moving out soon (out by september, fingers crossed) which is really exciting.
anyhow. point is, i can’t navigate my kitchen at all. there’s too much stuff in my way/on the floor, half of the shit in the apartment is on high shelves/cabinets or in a pantry i can’t even reach, reaching into the fridge from my wheelchair is a pain because the door doesn‘t open all the way. i can barely even reach my microwave. which means…i don’t bother. why the fuck would i inconvenience myself for something i don’t want to do? i’ve been trying to eat but nothing’s working for me. not really asking for advice or anything (once i get the hell out of dodge i have like six million doctors i need to contact, and i can’t really “fix” it right now anyway), just mostly bitching.
it’s making my depression and fatigue worse, i think. can’t sleep, my hair’s fuckin falling out, the whole works. clothes don’t fit, etc. i used to be decent at keeping a consistent weight but now i just can’t. hoping that when i move into a new place i’ll be able to keep up with eating again. thanks for reading :’)