Huh? Aren't they all/most of them bots? Those were the first 6-7 followers I got immediately after posting absolutely anything, and therefore blocked them.
They're the vast majority of my followers for now which is slightly disappointing lmao
To the select few sort-of-NSFW blogs that follow me, I love you all. Like idk how this appeals to you but I'm glad to be of service.
Also, I really didn't know that many women were into pegging men, this makes me feel happy for the future lol.
Do you like poems?
yes! my favorites are The Tiger and the unnamed werewolf fridge poem
Non-autistics living with autistics:
They keep eating the same freaking food and it frustrates me so much! We can't have the "big scary light" on just lamps everywhere! Even when I try to find peace by doing stuff with them they just ignore me and do whatever they want. They can't even do the simplest of things like go with me to the grocery store every week! How do people expect them to survive in society??
Autistics living together:
So as long as we get my 10 packets of this really specific food, and some snacks, I'll be okay. Also is it cool if you go to the grocery store? I can clean the bathroom since thats bad sensory for you and the store is bad sensory for me. Can you turn on the lamp instead of the big light? It gives me a headache. Thanks man. Yea I'll unplug the TV for you since you can hear the high pitched noise. Do you want to do two separate things in the same room as bonding again this evening? Thats my favorite part of the day too.
Story time:
In middle school biology, we did an experiment. We were given yams, which we would sprout in cups of water. We then had to make hypotheses about how the yams would grow, based on descriptions of yam plants in our books, and make notes of our observations as they grew.
Here’s what was supposed to happen: we were supposed to see that the actual growth of the plant did not resemble our hypotheses. We were then supposed to figure out that these were, in fact, sweet potatoes.
What actually happened was that every single student in every single class lied in their notes so that their observations perfectly matched their hypotheses. See, everyone assumed the mismatch meant they had done something wrong in the process of growing the plant or that they had misunderstood the dichotomous key or the plant identification terminology. And, thanks to the wonders of a public school education, everyone assumed the wrong results would get us a failing grade. We were trying to pass. We didn’t want to get bitched out by the teacher. Curiosity, learning, science - that had nothing to do with why we were sitting in that classroom. So we all lied.
The teacher was furious. She tried to fail every student, but the administration stepped in and told her she wasn’t allowed to because a 100% fail rate is recognized as a failure of the teacher, not the class. It wasn’t even her fault, really, though her being a notorious hard-ass didn’t help. It was a failure of the entire educational system.
So whenever I see crap like Elizabeth Holmes’s blood test scam or pharmaceutical trials which are unable to be replicated or industry-funded research that reaches wildly unscientific conclusions, I just remember those fucking sweet potatoes. I remember that curiosity dies when people are just trying to give their superiors the “right” answers, so they can get the grade, get the job, get the paycheck. It’s not about truth when it’s about paying rent. There’s no scientific integrity if you can’t control for human desperation.
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.)
I want to prove a point to a coworker of mine.
mentally i am 6
mentally i am 60
mentally i am cool
mentally i hate myself
everyone loves me im epic
everyone hates me im annoyig
i forgot i needed to pee
brrrrr music brain
five night a t freddy gave me heart attack
i liek freddy fnaf
dude pls go pee i need to pee so bad
heehoo! no pee. only i phone and tunglr
Very happy and proud to be polyamorous. I love loving people and building long lasting relationships with other people. Nobody can ever make me feel ashamed for how much I love others.