I want to help my friend. Maybe you can tell me something. I was listening to a Buddhist monk, and he said that one should try to help at least one person every day. So I've decided that person is my friend. She's a vulnerable, defenseless, creative person. When she got married, her husband seemed like a strong man. she wanted to lean on him, and be calmer, because she herself was very weak inside. At first everything seemed to be fine. She had the baby. And then her husband said that his ex-wife was not raising his three sons well, and since they have a family, these sons should live with them. It turns out that the friend has a newborn baby and 3 other boys, whom she does not know. And they know she's someone else's aunt. and she can't handle the kids at all. The husband does not help, as he thinks that the wife stays at home and "what else should she do". I can't visit her myself, she moved to another city. And how to help her remotely...

I read a story on the site about a good variant of ADHD. I have ADHD too, but the option is not so good. I am 24 years old and I am working. I studied well and got a profession. But it is hard for me to work. I am distracted by everything. I start working, and suddenly it turns out that I'm already somtry pictures on social media...time is spent on them...then I'm distracted by a video...Any irritant and I'm not at work...I often don't meet deadlines. When the boss tells me what needs to be done, I'd better write it down. as his long speeches I just won't memorize (I'm not an idiot, but that's the way it is). Half of it will just slip my mind. I can't drive properly, I'm constantly distracted, and I'm afraid to be distracted as I know I'm inattentive. I lose everything for hours. I have to write everything down because I can't do a lot of things because of forgetfulness. At the same time, I am constantly running around the firm's offices. I'm in a fast pace trying to get things done quickly. I win at speed. But I do everything superficially. I'm often too lazy to get to the bottom of things. And I should. I often mix up numbers because I'm not paying attention. I'm working with numbers. And once I sent a wrong report to the head office. I consider myself a failure, a loser. I have to do something about my ADHD

I had an argument with my son about happiness and money. I lost the bet and I thought about happiness and mental health. I live so long without thinking about the quality of my life. I started listening to myself during the day, with the goal of understanding what makes me feel happy "now". To my surprise, I couldn't immediately capture the moment of "now." I was either thinking about the past with regret or the future with anxiety. There were also moments during the day when I lived "automatically." That is, driving a car, riding in an elevator, brushing my teeth, washing my face..... The automatic moments are not always remembered, and, as it turns out, it's as if they don't exist.

When am I living in the present, and when am I happy? Anxious thoughts abound in my head.... About the past, the future... In general, I have experienced happiness from eating, driving a car around a beautiful place, and when I saw a paycheck on a card. Not much. I started fantasizing about what I could do to increase my happiness. Shopping? Not enough money. Spending time with friends? It's awkward to distract them (felt a tightness in my chest). Meet a beautiful woman? (what will I attract her with no money?) again a limitation. All in all, I found a bunch of internal limitations, and a lack of living "in the moment". It turns out that for mental health I need to work on myself.... and maybe happiness is waiting for me.....

I have such a situation. We have a grandmother in our family. We love her, and we take care of her as much as we can. She still lives alone, so she wants. I, my sister, brother, mother take turns coming to her. Who will clean up, who will cook to eat. Although her character has deteriorated greatly from old age, and it is simply impossible to do much. You can't move things. She's screaming. When she loses things, she thinks she's been stolen. We are not offended. It happens that she thinks that we treat her badly. But this is not the case. She's just touchy. But this is all prehistory. My sister was cleaning her closet and said that we should all be ashamed of Grandma's bad clothes. We decided to buy her a jacket, skirt, tights and more. It's not difficult for us. But it's hard to change your grandmother into a new one. We decided that we would somehow convince. Just her birthday is coming soon. I was the first to go to the store. I realized that I didn't know the size of my grandmother. I called all the relatives, and it turned out that no one knew. My sister said "buy it approximately." But how so?it is necessary that it "sit" normally. My brother said that if we asked my grandmother for the size, she would understand everything and there would be no surprise. He's right. "Well, measure your grandmother," said the sister. "What should I say to my grandmother?" My sister couldn't find anything to say. Well, measure it secretly. I went to my grandmother's house and waited for her to fall asleep. I began to measure her, and she quickly woke up. She asked me what I was doing, and I somehow "excused". I told the whole family about it. We decided that since grandma doesn't swear, she forgot. my sister went second. she decided to measure her grandmother's clothes. It didn’t work out either, the grandmother indignantly asked what she was doing. and then my brother just called like a man and asked “grandmother, what is the length and width of your body?” It was trash. He thought it was some kind of “conspiracy”. Grandma started screaming that now she knows for sure that we are ordering a coffin for her birthday. She, it turns out, remembered how I measured her. We are all ashamed, and grandma is offended at us. Her birthday is coming soon, and we need to make peace and give gifts. There are no granny sizes.