I'm SO burnt out. I've been working on my boss's massive project, we keep getting crunches by his boss. As a result? He can't keep up, neither can I, and he resorts to using LLMs to do some of his coding for him. This grows the technical debt, because the code it outputs is terrible and doesn't make much sense. It causes problems, and then I'm tasked with fixing it.
Being chronically ill is so hard. It feels like very few people around you actually recognise that you're even disabled. Worse yet? Your doctor is also likely to think you're a hypochondriac while you try to figure out what's going on. The underlying message a lot of spoonies recieve about our experiences and bodies is that: "Your experiences of your body cannot be trusted". The sad thing is? You probably spend the first few years of your chronic illness convinced that you're just being overly paranoid. There's nothing wrong with you! They're right, you're just overthinking it.
I recently came across an Instagram Reel showing this girl doing all these daily tasks in a very frantic manner. Brushing her teeth with vigor. Cleaning the dishes at 1000mph. Running around the house rather than walking. Moving around with tensed up shoulders, as if bracing for impact 24/7. For each one of these examples, she immediately showed the regulated, softer and more relaxed example of each. That's when I realized: I do all these things and more, and that It directly links to my cPTSD informed nervous system.
I share my thinkymeat's thoughts here 🧠.
Just a late 20s
transfemme with a passion for academia, science, politics and coding.
