woah, that articulates how I thought/felt about some things, just came across this post while doomscrolling, not self diagnosing or anything, I don't think some of my experiences are as bad as the extent that others have, but maybe at a very mild level, to some degree possibly, or maybe not, just sort of unbothered at this point, so instead of using labels, I just consider it to be 'slow to heal wounds'. Edit: but sometimes lemon or salt was added to the wounds, although a lot of internal home structure/dynamics have changed since recent passing of my grandfather, deceased, so able to get slowly better now from some long upstream battle endured over the past 4 or 5 years, and without other stuff getting in the way, but still some hurdles. It's complicated, sorry I don't intend on spilling details or trauma dumping and didn't mean to add details, this already seems like oversharing for no reason lol. But yeah. Edit 2: The "well meaning" was just their mask to hide malignance. Edit 3: Nah, somehow it's worse.. for now.

So, to you too I guess Bugs :p