#anywho i'm gonna go sip some gatorade and sleep this off

[slippery-minghus]

god i love being an adult. i got food poisoning from dinner last night and was pretty sick at work this morning (i left early and just got home) but like

no one was trying desperately to fix me? like, yeah they showed concern and offered to do a few things different to make it easier for me, but no boundaries were crossed? i wasn't a thing to be fixed?

when i was young, if i got sick my mother would kick into overdrive and treat me like a helpless infant until i was fully better and she lost her excuse to control absolutely everything, even down to where i got to sit. it's hard to explain but it's like i became a thing when i was sick. even a cold was treated like i could die, so she'd take care of me super intensely, but my feelings were never ever taken into account. my actual needs (like not wanting more medicine, or not wanting to miss school and fall behind) were always ignored.

it was honestly just so nice to be treated with proper boundaries and agency today. yes i'm sick, yes i had to run to go puke while on shift, but also yes i can take care of myself just fine. and i dont need to be fucking spoonfed and bedbound for the next three days. i got this