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I have ADHD and Autism. I suffer from executive dysfunction and severe social anxiety.
I'm taking a week off from work so I can finally talk to the insurance about fixing our basement that flooded in January 2024. It's been torn up and unusable since they ripped up the carpet, tore out the lower half of the drywall, and drained all the water over a year ago.
Our cats have been living in our sunroom.
We haven't watched TV because the wall where we mounted it is gone.
It's an urgent need but I have to take a week off in order to push through the multiple unscripted conversations it will take, to have the energy to let strangers into our house.
I am disabled.
I am.
So why do I keep thinking I'm broken?
Why do I tell myself to "try harder"?
Why do I feel like a failure as a wife, cat mom, and home keeper?
So much needs to be done and I just can't.
I can't.
And that's hard to admit.
It has to get done. Before my wife became disabled, we managed better. We were still not getting it all done, but we split duties. We supported each other.
Now she can't do what she used to. I understand that. I afford her a great deal of grace, kindness, and understanding.
She understands my limitations and doesn't nag or complain or fret.
I can't figure out how to give myself the same consideration.
"She deserves better."
"I should do better."
"I deserve better."
We all deserve better, especially right now.
We deserve better, but we have to settle for what we have.

@Pinchy63 @Dianora
As an #introvert with #SocialAnxiety I totally get it.

At a party or similar, meet someone w/ common interest.

Would I talk to them in the circle of 6 ppl? Hell to the no.

But if I bumped into them outside 'cuz we were leaving at the same time, I might chat with them on the way to their car, then stand outside their car chatting for 20min.

Fedi & other SM is similar. More likely to test the waters of common interest in private 1:1 than by grabbing the mic @ the podium.

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Now I do understand the essence of my social anxiety. Without realizing it, I saw human as lion or tiger that were there to hurt me, or worse to eat me alive.

Yes, I was and am afraid of pain, misery and death.

But, amazingly, after thinking with this new paradigm, my social anxiety is not as bad as before.

When I meet a person, I think "oh, here is a lion. Wait, he does not eat me? I am still alive? Why? Am I not tasty enough?".

It's always a weird moment when I generally forget I have difficulties with things and then I suddenly end up in a lunch room with other people (doesn't happen often, I work on an unpopulated floor in my office) and I just lose my ability to think. Instant loss of being able to concentrate on anything other than basic response to the other person's questions and whatever I was there for. I can be nice, I can respond to their questions and I can do what I set out initially to do and that is all brain can do in that moment. I can't try to remember who they are. I can't take in context clues or try to converse with them. I can't get to know them. Answer the questions, and do what I needed, and leave.

I don't know what this is specifically. I'm assuming monotropism, limited ability to multitask. It's just odd and it's pretty disabling when it comes to forming connections with others.

I don't even know if I dislike it. I don't really know what to make of it. Body doing what it do I guess.