I Shouldn't Make A Conclusion On If I Have A Serious Life Altering Disorder By Myself Without A Professional

The things I would do for a cocky Eddie Diaz. "Tommy called me competition? Hahaha that's funny, he really believes he'd have a chance if I wanted to play?"

i get so happy when people that are new to fanfic writing, or just writing in general, post their work on ao3. despite their doubts, despite their fear of something so personal and vulnerable being perceived, they still press that button, and i turn into the equivalent to a proud mom cheering on the sidelines. like yes! you did that! your work is worth seeing! you deserve to share your passion for and be part of a community! i’m so proud of you!

It's Fibromyalgia Day!

i started giggling to myself everytime i think about them

this is going to be a generalized take, so please forgive me, but women are an underrated enforcer of femininity.

I’ve noticed this with hairdressers. multiple times I’ve gone to lady hairdressers and said “cut it all off,” and they’ve gone “hmm alright,” and basically just trimmed the split ends. meanwhile I can go to a dude and say “hey, can you make my hair slightly shorter?” and he’ll go “on it boss,” and shave me bald.

twice now, I’ve also had lady tattoo artists add pink to femme up a tattoo, despite that not being on the initial design.

god, also thinking about this brought back a memory. my mom once threw a fit because my shoes were “too masculine” (they were black women’s flats), saying that I’d upset my dad and ruin the formal event we were going to. I wore the shoes, my dad didn’t give a shit.

I dunno. it just feels like the misogyny is coming from inside the house sometimes.

Why is it so hard for people to be empathic towards others? Like not even just strangers cause, sure you’re gonna meet a dick every now and then, but like family?

My sibling could not understand the fact that I cannot sleep in a “normal” schedule. I literally cannot fall asleep at night if I am not exhausted from staying up way too long. If I try to go to sleep before midnight, I won’t fell asleep and just roll around in bed and get anxious for not sleeping in the correct time and then be awake even a longer time. I have cried so many nights cause I was stressed about sleep.

I was certain that people could understand that all of us are different people and that sleeping schedules do not always fall in the correct way, but no. They were adamant that I just haven’t tried enough and that I could fix my sleep by just going to be earlier, but like no? Wouldn’t one think that if I have had these issues since I was born that I have tried to fix it? I haven’t been twiddling my thumbs about this. Being undiagnosed ADHD is already bad enough, not getting sleep is even worse.

I pulled out so many different researches and different medical diagnosis, but no. Nothing. They have never had issues with sleep, so ig it just doesn’t exist ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It’s also so much fun to explain that cause of ADHD there is stuff that I just cannot do. I just cannot make myself do them and there is no way to go around it. There is a mental block that keeps me not doing stuff. I just don’t get it why can’t people understand that sometimes people just can’t. There is no way to push forward and sometimes there is just stuff that cannot be done. Thank god for the meds helping a little bit with the mental block and all. I’m just so tired of needing to explain myself every time that there is a conversation.

Shout out to the ten year old who just got diagnosed. Shout out to the housebound fourteen year old. Shout out to the eighteen year old who can’t go to the university they wanted. Shout out to the twenty two year old who can’t get a job. Shout out to the twenty six year old with a caretaker. Shout out to the thirty year old who can’t buy their own house.

Shout out to young disabled people. We exist.

Y’know when your chronic illness decides to be chronic and an illness? Yeah that’s actually bullying and bullying is bad so I’d like to take my chronic illness to court for harassment.

lando blushing and giggling the moment oscar even slightly compliments him.