Miserable. I'm moving but I can't get off the hook for my last two rent payments. Combined with rent at my new place, they're going to destroy my savings account. Plus I owe $900 for a urine test. Also I accidentally left my adderall in the car for several 90°F days and I swear I cooked it, it's not working. So I have to pay for that, too.
I've technically had good times! I've been more social than usual, invited coworkers out and I guess had fun? But all I can ever think about is money and moving.
ETA also honestly the way my family and friends talk about me is getting to me. I try not to make it my whole deal but I do have some psychological issues. Mostly some trauma-related disorders but also a couple minor learning disabilities. My psych thinks I'm autistic but I didn't want to pursue a diagnosis since there aren't any reasonable sensory accommodations for my job.
But my family has flat-out told me that I can't have any of those things, I'm "the good one". They self dx with all those things to explain why they can't keep jobs or be independent. I have a job and am independent and it hurts their egos, so they tell me I don't have the things I've been in treatment for for years.
My friends do a weird thing where they try to self deprecate but dismiss my problems in the process. I attempted to open up about some heavy stuff once (I thought it was appropriate given the tone of the conversation), and my friend immediately started saying how much worse a person he is and how I must hate him because I'm dealing with my suicidal feelings so much better.
He also tried to self deprecate by saying that it's not fair that his mental illness makes him a bad person, but mine makes me a good person??
I feel so guilty because I'm honestly spiraling but everyone keeps telling me I'm not. I can't, because it makes them look worse.