Oh hun, I’m right there with you. I’m still waiting for my
ADHD assessment too, and had my autism assessment done, but it’s been a month and I’m still in limbo with no diagnosis or report. The waiting feels like its own flavour of exhaustion, doesn’t it?
And yeah… I cut off some very toxic family too—coming up four weeks this Saturday. I’m 43, so that’s 43 years of unpacking ahead, but I finally chose peace over poison. It wasn’t even just about healing my own trauma—it was about ending the cycle. That generational trauma? It stops with me.
I’ve also had to make peace with the fact that when my dad or mum passes, I may not even be told. But the choice to protect my peace was necessary. It hurts, but I know it was the right thing.
Massive love to you for surviving what you have and still showing up. Life is a full-on shitshow sometimes, but like you said—doing our best really is more than good enough. And on the days we can’t? Just breathing is brave enough.
As for your choices—they definitely fall out of my price range! I’m that person who rarely gets those strains and has to stick with lower
THC as a result. But hey, we make it work however we can, right?