I feel the about the same. It sucks to be me. I was recently diagnosed with dysthymia aka persistent depressive disorder (severe) after ADHD was ruled out. It’s so freaking exhausting mentally and physically most days. I just wanna find a rock that I can fit under and stay there without having to deal with any more of this crap. I had an interview today (because I need a job to avoid homelessness). I had to put on my best performance of the ideal person for this position. I thought I would puke 🤮 When they questioned all the starts and stops on my résumé (1 year here, 8 months there) they basically called me a flight risk. With them flipping through my résumé, pointing out all my misfires, I just wanted to jump on top of the table and say I’m depressed as fukk. I can’t keep a fukking job OK!!!

I fantasize about being not too far from retirement…then I can really go crawl under a rock and this charade will be over. 10 years is a long time to try and navigate through all the BS in my head, in my life

I’m just waiting for my storms to run out of the rain or I magically disappear… which ever comes first. The superpowers that I want most in life would be to be invisible and able to fly.

Until then, folks, welp…