u/FDAapprovedGremlin

I have grown to hate this vitriol.

Without fail, someone explaining their limitations or struggles with ADHD is always met with something like, "It's not an excuse to x,y,z!"

*Shut up!* Shut your entire asshole of a mouth closed.

Like, god. It's such a frothing obsession to make sure people with ADHD knows that they aren't "up to standard".

Can I just make sure that YOU know, since this is also a problem on the sub, that nobody thinks it's an excuse.

Life with ADHD can be so difficult and distressing for so many reasons. Someone describing an aspect of that doesn't mean they can't function at, they are childish, or lazy.

For fuck sake nobody would have ever said this sort of thing to me before I was diagnosed. I went an entire 30 years. My entire working life has been nothing but strife and *hard work* .

I was suicidal for several years because of this. But the only thing that kept me alive was that bills were due and people depended on me.

Now my life is a little easier going. I am actively working on improving my threshold, readjusting my life to accommodate ADHD.

God forbid a crash out catches a fucking break!

Anyway, I'm just stressed out about other things somewhat related to my threshold and a comment somewhere else got under my skin haha..

Look, it's *not* an excuse. It is a reason.

Excuses are about shirking responsibility. You *can* do it, it's reasonably within your means to do it. You just don't wanna.

But I cannot, for the love of God, help that ADHD makes life much more challenging.

Yes, I am working constantly to improve that. That is still work. Why in the fuck am I having to treat myself like an impossible project that never ever "has an excuse" to not be good enough"???

Just to get it out of the way, anything over 20hr/week burns me out BAD. I'm neurodivergent & working on my threshold.

My current job in a Montessori school is only half the day. It's the perfect schedule.

But my goal was to get pro experience, meet parents, and switch to babysitting so that I can set my own hours/rates.

Well, a parent wants me to babysit this summer. It'll book end the school year for a full week, then only a few days throughout the break.

Just one kid vs 150 sounds ezpz. And it'll only be one week that I'm working longer hours.

Sounds ridiculous, but 7 hours straight for an entire week right after school's out is a lot for me.. if I'm being honest with myself.

I'm sure that with all the weeks in between the next sit, I won't mind at all doing the 7 hours here and there.

Considerations:

A.) I want the word-of-mouth

B.) My partner pays the bills (barely). I'm the buffer.

C.) Shorter hours better suit obligations at home.

D.) Long burn out recovery time.

E.) Childcare is genuinely fun to me.

Creds:

-8mo exp in school.

-CPR/First Aid Certified.

-10 yrs in general work.

Requested service:

-Early morning to mid day (.5 hr from home).

-Maintain Montessori routine (no curriculum).

-May take to the park nearby.

-Car availability.

-Parents work hybrid & may be in the home sometimes.

That's it. No cooking/prep, no baths, no naps.

And I know her, fairly easy. 3-4yo, just a bit head-strong.

Price ideas:

-$15/hr. Just to get my foot in the door.

-$20/hr. Min wage in CO really should be closer to thirty.

Sorry if this is the wrong sub..

I'm a "teacher's helper" at a small Montessori school. Been here for a bit over 6mo. It's not year round, so summer is coming up.

Some of them I won't see again. Others I'll just miss. But mostly, I just want them to know they are valuable.

So, I was thinking about making little "end of year" cards to slip into their back packs. Haven't asked anyone at the school about it.. Idk why I'm shy on this topic lol..

This is my first year in a school. I work with a variety of ages and as young as toddlers. They're all very diverse, have specific personalities. Many of them are vibrant and sharp, which means they love cause & effect as well as exploring boundaries.

That can feel overwhelming for me and other adults. It's a challenge. Their home-life problems become our problems.

I've been spat on (intentionally) more times than I can count. Which has made me sick most of the year. Smacked, kicked, insulted, screamed at (directly in my ear hole).

It doesn't matter how exhausted I am, doesn't matter how bad my own personal life can be or of I'm depressed, panicky, angry, grieving.

And yet, not a single instance have I ever wanted to hurt them in any way. I can't even so much as speak to them harshly. It's not a personal policy. I simply cannot bring myself to hurt them.

Because they are babies. They're children brand new to the world. When I look at their face, their small hands.. no matter how snotty or read or mean, I love them.

And even if I didn't... logically, I *know* they deserve grace. They deserve to be celebrated simply because they are alive.

It's not at all easy to be so young, small, and wholly dependent on everyone else. Especially adults who should know better but often don't.

So let me tell you... coming from a grown up who oversees more than 100 kids all day, every day, you did not deserve it. It was not your fault. It *is* not your fault.

The kind of person it takes to look at a child- 2, 5, 10, 18.. and decide to hurt that person? Is a deeply desolate kind.

My way of coping with what I didn't deserve to *ensuring* that those kids feel loved every single fucking day I see them. No matter what. They will always feel loved.