I hate how few spoons I have because of my mental illnesses, I hate how little energy I have to actually take care of myself, how much I struggle with executive function, how I can only do things when people drag me to do them. How I can do social events (most of the time) so I outwardly can seem fine, but really I've been unable to accomplish basic responsiblities for months because no one has been helping me do it. We've contacted a new therapist today. An actual proper psychologist. Hopefully this therapist will finally be able to help us. It's been over a decade of dealing with mental health problems, and four years of putting active effort in to try and fix them. So far it feels like we've been running in circles.