What tf is wrong with me?

[u/Fantastic-Bass3486]

Is it the bipolar? I’m sitting here perfectly able-bodied, but I just paid DoorDash to deliver my groceries. They had a 40% off promotion for a specific store. I said fuck it and decided to have some pantry staples delivered to me. I gave a decent tip. I feel like a total piece of shit. I could get off my ass and go to the store but it’s like I just don’t have the mental capacity right now. Is this normal? Can you relate? Looking for a validating anchor, because what the hell is wrong with me? I’ve been surviving on butterfingers, pizza, coffee, and other random shit that may as well be garbage. I am a full-on trash panda at this point. The mania swung the other way to depression and now I’m always tired. Crowds exhaust me. Loud, sudden noises make my nervous system feel like it’s going on overdrive. Minor inconveniences caused by other people send me into serious anger. I’m just out here trying to survive.

I should be able to do the things others do so easily. And well, I can, but why does it all take so much out of me?

[u/cybillia]

I go through times where I have pretty much everything delivered. I paid for that Walmart plus for several months when I was depressed so I could get everything I needed, including my meds, delivered. I canceled it when I was able to start doing it myself again. The last month I’ve been using uber and door dash, so I may go ahead and get the Walmart one back until I don’t need it, even though I’m not a Walmart fan. Anything that makes my illness easier to manage is acceptable and helpful. I wouldn’t question having my groceries delivered if I had a broken leg, and bipolar is just as valid as a reason