
While I can relate to this I also know my current roommate has ADHD, seasonal depression and severe executive dysfunction. I used to be quick to anger when it came to people not functioning like me or how I wanted them to, at least until I realized there’s a story behind everyone’s ‘why’ and whether it be lack of parents teaching their kids or mental disorders/ physical ailments.
I also have diagnosed ADHD and struggle with significant executive dysfunction, in addition to multiple other severe mental illnesses. My parents also did not make me clean as a kid or teach me how to. With those considerations, I have an even harder time understanding why I am the one who cares the most. Even if I have an episode, I’m still the one eventually cleaning. If a roommate had a physical disability it would make more sense, but they don’t, so it’s even harder to understand.
Part of depression is simply not caring enough to do tasks, but I’d bet it is incredibly frustrating being the only one to clean. The other part at least about mental disorders is that most exist on a spectrum (I’d argue all, but we haven’t studied that much into it, especially in women). While I have the same diagnoses as my roommate, I can exist in slightly higher functioning and thus I take the brunt for cleaning duties. However, since she’s acknowledged my impacts, we’ve come to a (1/2)
Compromise where I’ll clean, and she’ll contribute by helping cook or assisting financially in what she can. Co-existing with others in a space, especially strangers, can be frustrating and despite compromises may not always work. The impetuous that I tend to adhere to is patience— because regardless of the outcome, most cases will end up with a friend or acquaintance (2/2).