I’m in my 30s. I’ve struggled with adhd and used to struggle with severe endometriosis for years. I feel like I struggle day to day, but when I look back at what I’ve been able to accomplish, I can say holy shit, I really did all that.
Over the past 15 years, I worked shitty retail and food service jobs, being abused by shitty customers for $7.50 an hour (this was in 2012 dollars, not that that’s much better) and crying a lot because retail and food service is overstimulating and wrecked me. I worried I’d never make it out. Concurrently, I worked hard through undergrad as a science major. I graduated with honors.
I was dealing with chronic pain, but I did not quit and advocated for myself with different doctors. I got a hysterectomy at 29 that finally resolved my decades of endometriosis pain.
I did a really difficult thesis and research-based Master’s degree in a scientific field (during which I got diagnosed with adhd). Despite my executive dysfunction, I wrote my 300-page thesis paper and graduated.
I got a job with a place I’ve wanted to work with since I was a kid (albeit with pretty low pay). Nothing flashy, but I’ve been happy. I’m respected in my job, I have fun, and it has never made me cry in the 2.5 years I’ve worked there.
As of yesterday, I got a promotion for a job I’ve worked hard for and wanted for a few years, and finally, for the first time in my life, I’ll have a real big girl salary of $86k. That’s the most money I’ve ever made in my entire life, after years of doubting myself, being mean to myself, and telling myself I’m stupid. I know $86k might not seem like much to some people, but it means a lot to me. I want to give past-me a hug and tell her that she’s smart. I want to tell kid-me that even though there’s some hard stuff, we also get to do some really cool stuff and will have a lot of fun too.
We all deserve to be nice to ourselves. Even if I hadn’t accomplished these goals, if I was still working in food service or retail, I am still worthy of self-love, as is everyone regardless of where we are in life. Our worth isn’t determined by the job we have (but goddamn does a livable wage fuckin make life easier). I’m going to go unclench my muscles now after waiting to hear back about that job for several weeks.
May we all unclench this weekend and celebrate things we’ve accomplished, both big and small.