Mental load – Incurable Jynx

May 23, 2023

Neurodivergent Thoughts: ADHD and Social Needs

I saw a post this morning about how ADHD makes it difficult (or impossible) to form habits, and it resonated, so I decided to blog about it regarding my relationships and how the mental load of keeping up with routines associated with keeping up relationships takes up space in my brain. Hopefully, this link works for context. I do not form habits; I create routines, and I HAVE to have them because I’m also autistic. For example, my morning routine is: If something interrupts that routine, I typically forget to take my meds, but I remember Howl’s. (Howl is one of my beloved cats.) As I’ve been unmasking over the past couple of years and transitioning from being a stay-at-home household manager to a small business owner and gig worker, I have noticed that my tendency to simplify my life when I’m stressed has become increasingly frequent. Because I cannot often autopilot (habit), I am using a lot of my

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Living life with a chronic illness is definitely not easy. But I do my best to push through all the barriers this illness puts in front of me! In my heart and mind, I believe maintaining a positive outlook on all situations in life will carry us through to much better times! I hope you find the information that I provide both helpful and inspirational!

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People often tell me I 'shoot from the hip', or I'm 'as honest as the day is long' or I 'don't hold back' - people seem to like that about me. Through the years a lot of people have told me that they admire my strength or positivity. I'm not too sure why as I don't particularity see myself in that way .... I think I've always been a bit head strong and I've always had a mouth on me but a moment that definitely changed me forever was when my brother died by suicide at the age of 17 - I was 16 and we were extremely close. I think it was around that time or not too long after I decided f*ck it, I'm not here for a long time and I'm not going to let anyone hold me back, including myself as we all know we are the worst for doing it to ourselves. Maybe the shock & trauma of that happening at a young age made me slightly more formidable who knows!? ... I also fear it might be the ruin of me someday. Anyway I wrote one article and got a positive response so I thought let me find a home for them and if people like them or they resonate with anyone, well that's a bonus! Thanks for visiting :)

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