So it goes...

I have crippling OCD/ADHD/Arfid/Agoraphobia. I work up to 40 hours a week and make probably less than $30k a year and sometimes can't buy food for 3-4 weeks. I have a mortgage and sometimes lately i'm up to 23 days late paying it. I haven't been able to pay my property taxes for 2 years so far. At the end of every year, I go into crisis mode trying to figure out how to pay my property taxes, homeowners insurance, and car insurance so I don't lose those things. My ex-husband divorced me 5 years ago and attempted to lie to the court about our past and about events leading to the divorce. I spent 3 years during covid and inflation going to court, disproving his ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, getting his lies dropped with prejudice, and forcing his hand to give up his half of our house and belongings. He completely destroyed a concrete and loving timeline that we shared together for almost 8 years and manufactured a way to leave, convinced people we shared our lives with to abandon me, and created a situation where the love of my life was separated from me overnight to which I was never able to have a conversation with him again. I don't have any blood family and I have one irl friend who is even poorer than me but is always around to listen and spend time with me. I'm barely surviving and have had to use radical acceptance to come to terms with the fact that I have no safety net, limited support, and may very well not be able to hold onto the gains I achieved when I was married. I feel like the last 5 years I have been getting sicker and sicker and more tired and it's getting harder and harder to barely survive, let alone thrive.

Addicted to Team Fortress. I played a little bit of Quake but loved Half Life so much more. Played the first Team Fortress since 1999 until TF2 release in 2008. Still play TF2 regularly as a medic main. I'm not a tryhard, I'm a stayhard!