3/5/2022

This is my fourth "journal" entry and it's beginning to feel obligatory. My brain craves shorter tasks that require less effort with an immediate reward, which cannot be successfully applied to reality. In the real world, we must do complicated tasks with little to no reward. I would compare this to being employed with a non-livable wage. That is unfortunately the circumstances in the majority of the population in the United States. Being able to afford basic necessities such as food, water, shelter, and clothing should not be a reward, but a right. Those things being the sole motivator for labor results in a miserable quality of life, especially for those with ADHD and other things that originate from reward deficiency syndrome.

Aside from those thoughts, I woke up around noon while my fiance was out fetching my medication at the pharmacy, and he got home the same time my parents came to visit to drop off some firewood for our fire pit. I got to chat with my parents and enjoy some Burger King my fiance picked up on his way home. Unfortunately, he picked up the wrong medication and after my parents left, we had to go to the pharmacy together to get the right medicine. To complicate things further, my insurance needed another prior authorization from my doctor to refill my Myrbetric. I don't want to have a relapse in my symptoms, but I'm not confidant that that isn't going to happen. I'm so sick of this.