I think it really helps for me that I don’t have anyone to take care of except myself, some cats, and some aquatic friends. They will let me slack if I have to. And I have enough saved up that this can continue for a long while if I want (which I do; I’m that fabled “nobody” who doesn’t want to work ever again)

Whenever I’ve tried to recover and I was living with anyone else, it was absolutely much longer and more difficult. They, like, had needs and stuff and for whatever reason assumed that not working meant I was going to handle them all, plus more… plus I couldn’t just assume that my money would last, like I can now.

When I say above “whatever I want to do”, I really do mean it. And even with that, 6 months to start getting things done again has made me feel like an abject failure many times. I have to keep reminding myself I gave myself so much time for a reason.