I posted a funny picture of my car tire and said my tire gave out on me. In April I found out my tires were dangerously bald. But I didn't have any income so my parents said not to change them till I had a job. Yesterday a tire blew out. The reason it's funny is just because of how bald the tire was. I posted it for fun.

My mom's cousin somehow thought I was being miserable or something.

All his info is outdated. I was first diagnosed with depression in 2015. BPD in 2017. Adjustment Disorder in 2019. Bipolar in 2021. Self diagnosed with Austim last year, and saving money to get a formal diagnosis. Diagnosed with ADHD this year. Diagnosed with a mixed eating disorder in 2019. I was hospitalized in 2016, and 2019. I have grown a lot since 2015. And especially since 2019.

I've been on 2 antidepressants and a mood stabilizer and vitamin d for at least 3 years. The mood stabilizer and therapy has helped me a lot.

I've had 20 jobs because I struggle to keep a job. But in my defense, I am trying to work. I get fired. I cry. I recover. Then I try again.

I know what my struggles are. And I try to work. I try to get assistance. I try to get services. I'm at an extreme disadvantage in the employee pool. But I am trying.

I don't even live with my parents anymore. I've been moved out for a year. And prior to that, I paid my mom rent. Paid for my own car insurance and fuel. Paid for my own phone, etc. My parents have never paid my bills.

Before 2019 I was constantly depressed, angry, and miserable. Happiness was rare. Now im the opposite. I am usually happy and calm. When I get upset I can usually be calm about it. And I rarely get really upset. I do have outbursts but not frequent at all right now.

My health has come a long ass way since my diagnosis. That diagnosis helped me get treatment and improve my life. But at the end of the day, I still am disabled and have to work harder to do things that abled people have no issues doing. Like keeping a job. And I look for services and assistance and accommodations to allow me to work.

This isn't everything. The argument or whatever was like 50 comments long. But this is the gist of it. It made me cry some. "At least I can keep a job. How many jobs have you had?" Is such a lazy, low blow.