Welp I Thought That Was A Person. Time For Bed.

PSA:

If you’ve never met someone with OCD before it can be confusing when you first hangout with them. It can be really rough for the person with OCD to have people questioning them about why they’re doing something or why they’re asking you to do something you think is weird. It’s okay to ask questions about the disorder and their compulsions or whatever, but it’s not okay to question the disorder itself, and it’s definitely not okay to ask the person if they’re joking.

A lot of people see OCD as a disorder revolving around organization, color coordination, etc. This can be part of it for some people, but for many people that is not the case. And for people who do obsess over those things, it’s not quirky. It’s not being a clean freak. It’s a disorder that takes time out of their life and is constantly nagging at them.

For most people, however, that isn’t part of it. I’m one of the messiest people you will ever meet and in no way fit the stereotype. That doesn’t make my disorder any less torturous or valid. So please, be understanding of the disorder and respectful of how difficult it can be for those struggling with it.

So when I turn the ac dial in your car back and forth eight times, be patient with me. When I turn to look at something and then have to do a full 360 a couple times, be patient with me. If I ask you to please stir your straw six times counterclockwise, be patient with me.

It may be difficult to understand, but please try your best to be accommodating. It may be a bit rough for you; it may get in the way sometimes. If you ever get aggravated at our compulsions, please try to remember how hard it is for us. We hate it too.

The weirdest part about getting older is liking oatmeal raisin cookies.

One time I was sitting under a tree drawing when a huge ball of squirrel shit fell into my notebook. True story.

BABY RACCOONS COVER THEIR EYES WHEN THEY GET SCARED AND OMG I JUST CANT ITS SO PRECIOUS

we’re truly in the weirdest timeline aren’t we

I’m tired of reporters letting politicians get away with claiming the election was rigged. The job of a reporter is to make sure the public is informed. This person is pushing disinformation. Shove your mic in their face and demand they provide evidence until they either give you some or admit they don’t have any. I want to see those people admit that they don’t have evidence. I wanna hear them say it.

my utopia

Oh my fucking God yes. People don’t understand chronic pain and it sucks.

chronic pain

note: this is ok to reblog, even if you don’t experience chronic pain!

Me: Man, Harry Potter is so dreamy.

Friend: Yeah, Daniel Radcliffe is pretty hot. He needs to ditch the beard though.

Me: No no. Not Daniel Radcliffe. Harry Potter.

Friend: But-

Me: Shhh... Harry Potter.

I will never recover from using the inverted filter on tiktok.