I’m a mom and a wife. I’m extremely clueless but resourceful. I suffer from ADHD and among other things.
I don’t have any set goals in life. I’m just winging it. This is the honest truth. If someone asked me where I will be in 5 years…it’ll be where I am right now. Most likely lost and confused. Not knowing where life will take me. This has been how I’ve lived my life the past 30 something years.
I have two adorable kids and no, I’m not an overbearing mother to them. As a matter of fact, I’m the complete opposite of a helicopter mother only because my mom was a Tiger Mom and that traumatized me. My husband and I have been together since I was 20 years old.
I freelance as a graphic designer. I’ve been working as an office manager/project coordinator at an engineering firm. For the first time in my 20+ years of working, I actually like where I work.
I have way too many pets. I live with the following:
- (2) German Shepherd Dogs
- (3) Cats
- (1) Chinchilla
- (1) Snake
Do I want more animals? Fuck, yes. My therapist reassured me that having all these pets doesn’t mean I’m a hoarder, but because of my anxiety, they keep me calm and even (most of the time).
I have generalized anxiety disorder. I think it’s also gotten worse as I’ve gotten older. I also suffer from chronic clinical depression. It’s also taken over my life. I have ADHD…which explains a lot about my behavior. But that’s no excuse for the shitty things I’ve done. I have PTSD stemming from a somewhat tumultuous childhood and it got worse when I worked for a god awful company. Don’t stay at an abusive workplace, folks. Oh, and I also have bipolar disorder. I’m a walking mental health awareness poster.
If you want to contact me, you may reach me at firstname.lastname@example.org. Please no spam or porn as I get enough of those.