I hope so too! Hugs gratefully accepted.

Some time ago, I managed to get a bunch of mint for extremely cheap. I'm making self watering pots out of used plastic bottles and an old shirt. I don't have access to a garden or balcony space, so I'm growing them indoors in my bedroom which has a window. I got other required stuff quite cheaply because people get bored and sell or straight up or give away items, or I recycle stuff I use.

They're doing really well, growing healthy roots and leaves. I'm quite thrilled that there's a few plant swap / gardening swap groups on Facebook where I live. I notice folks barter for food, drinks, gardening supplies, and so on.

When I feel a great deal of despair (which is very regularly), that helps. I'll probably give my T a mint plant at some point.

Stuff with my fiancé is always uncertain, and I feel I'm doing planning all alone at times. It's the mental load for household chores, except it's for moving countries, you know?

The gender wars of household chores: a feminist comic | Gender | The Guardian

My most recent aid application for vision healthcare (to waive my current bill in tertiary care) was really difficult. I wish I didn't have to detail my abuse history extensively in graphic detail.

The cultural taboos against speaking badly of even very abusive family members then being asked why was I abused (like I'd know?), and being asked if it was due to parental stress. It bugs me how widespread some assumptions are, since even life threatening violence gets excused.

Of course there's the pain of the deep and pervasive cultural stigma of "mental illness". As though Asians want to develop them when I know just how much contempt, blatant disregard, and shaming I'd face? And of course, always stuff like "it's all in your head", like there's no physical symptoms and its just a lack of willpower and laziness. That I'm "dangerous”, “crazy".

Having to prove I'm unable to maintain even part-time work. I was trying to work while certified unable to work by my psychiatrist (that isn't handed out easil) - I lost the jobs. I don't get government monetary benefits or anything like that.

I'm immensely grateful to the organisation who put me on their food distribution, because I'm ineligible for virtually any other organisation's food aid/food bank simply due to highly specific things despite having high unavoidable expenses.

I literally can't afford the group home my Occupational Therapist wants me to consider, and it's been more than 1 social worker not knowinf it costs a lot

I basically had flashbacks that night, and then a bunch of nightmares. Then yeah, T triggered me in our session the day after. Having so much nightmares since then.