you know what fuckin’ sucks about being chronically ill as an adult (don’t even get me started on being chronically ill as a kid ‘cause that’s a whole other level of hell). but what fuckin’ sucks about being chronically ill AND an adult is that being chronically ill doesn’t automatically exempt you from all the normal, adult-y stuff every adult is expected or required to do. we’ve still gotta pay bills, we’ve still gotta wait in line at the bank or random government department, we’ve still gotta go to uni or try to work or make some sort of societal ‘contribution’, we’ve still gotta clean our houses and look after our children and pets, we’ve still gotta cook food for ourselves, get ourselves to and from appointments, tackle public transport and argue with call centre workers on the phone. it’d be so nice to be allowed to *just* be sick but adulthood makes it so damn hard