So Amazon has started delaying the shipping of all “non-essential goods” until mid to late April. Which, to an extent, I get. Times are weird. But it still deeply unsettles me. They took over so many markets, destroying local alternatives, and now they have the ability to just stop providing millions of things for a month. Who’s deciding what is essential here? What if someone desperately needs a food/medicine/medication that they can only find on Amazon, but Amazon didn’t consider that essential?
Like, yeah, there’s ways around Amazon sometimes, but still. It’s just another sign of how much that damn company needs to be stopped.
Posting all of the pills that make you green comics here now, enjoy? I guess?
regret rates
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unethical experiments
typology
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side effects
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rushing
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this rocks
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actually you will not enjoy hearing this but you literally have to abandon your self deprecating humor. besides the fact that it can drive people away you literally are only hurting yourself by constantly making jokes that further cement the idea in your head that you are not good enough. I do not care that you think its a good coping mechanism it is absolutely not and you need to start challenging negative thoughts instead of feeding into them.
thinking about jeff buckley being asked, "how do you want to be remembered?" and answering with, "as a good friend."
I'm gonna transcribe this last image because I just can't deal with it:
"Why aren't they calling me back? Was It something I said? Do they take this long to respond to everyone? Why was I not named in that list? Why didn't they tag me in that post? Do they not want to be associated with me? Have they worked out I'm a fraud? OMG, has everyone?!"
Translate this meme for me, please.
Recently, I decided that I wanted to read a book with an ADHD protagonist.
My friend with OCD had recently told me about a book she had read where the protagonist had OCD. She said that she felt seen and heard and that it was a comfort to be able to see herself in that story.
So obviously I hit up google.
And I was severely dissapointed.
Every list out there had almost nothing. And none of them were really books with and adhd main character. It was almost entirely, 'this character isn't adhd but shows a lot of adhd behaviors' or 'this person has adhd but it's only mentioned in passing.'
ADHD is. A. Serious. And. Real. Mental. Condition.
The ada defines a person with a disability as,
"A person who has a physical or mental impairment that substantially limits one or more major life activity."
That is me. I would consider my ADHD a disability. Wether or not all ADHD is a disability is another discussion. But the point stand that mine. And I assume many other's. Is as well.
It drops my grades in school. It gives me executive dysfunction severe enough that I have trouble getting up and doing anything. It Makes it hard to be in crowds or anywhere with lots of people or noise or light or color or smell. It makes me forget inportant things. Takes parts of my memory that I should remember.
The point is. Is that it's hard. But society reduces it to.
'fidgity disruptive little boy'
And maybe there's nothing we can do, bar renaming it, besides doing our best to educate.
I just wish that I could see myself in characters.
I wish that people would take me seriously when I told them I had ADHD.
The overlap between disorders like autism and ptsd that are taken much more seriously is often huge.
But it's entirely brushed aside, and even knowing what I know, it sometimes makes me feel inadequate. Like I don't belong in neurodivergent spaces.
And yeah. Really, society needs to do better. That's all.
(this post is not about invalidating the struggles of people dealing with other dissorders/illnesses. It is just me, a person with adhd talking about my experiences and frustrations.
neutotypicals please don't say anything stupid.)
if you can’t manage a single night without your partner, you are unhealthily codependent
If you can’t manage an evening alone while your partner is out having fun, you are unhealthily codependent
The solution to this problem is not to prevent your partner from doing things but to get used to the idea that sometimes you have to be alone
Starfish the bed. Watch the worst movie ever. Take up painting. Knit. Masturbate. Enjoy your solo time.
my best feature is that I'm blindingly intelligent for about 30 seconds a day
Shiro: Who hurt you?
Ariel: Do you want a list or what?
Shiro:
Shiro, grabbing her scythe: Yes.
Me: Hi, this is Ebony at work; how can I help you today?
Customer: Oh wow
Me: Is everything alright?
Customer: Oh yes, it’s just that you’re so good at this, I thought you were a recording at first
Me, internally: Your, “most people only call me a robot *after* they know I’m Autistic,” joke is an inside thought until you can get to Tumblr; same with the, “script writer,” bit.
Me: Ha, can you tell I’ve been doing this for a while?