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there’s a strange feeling when you’re diagnosed with multiple chronic illnesses at a young age. part of me feels eighty, but another part of me feels frozen at twenty, the age my disabilities started to completely take over my life. it’s an unsettling dichotomy between the confusion and uncertainty of youth and the wisdom that comes with aging. somehow i have a foot in both, yet i feel like i belong in neither.
chronic pain is so fucking stupid “you got some fucking joint pain so now you can’t fucking hear or see correctly cause your the fibers of your brain are too busy going Ouch” like what the fuck is this nonsense how am I suppose to explain that dumb shit to people
I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:
IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.
1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.
2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.
3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”
4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”
5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.
TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.
Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.
why on earth doesn’t this have more notes
I actually had to do this once. She lived.
if you scroll past this on your dash you are absolutely heartless.
Reblog this!! This can save somebody’s life!
reblog.
help.
do not scroll down.
I SWEAR TO GOD IF ANYONE SCROLLS PAST THIS WITHOUT REBLOGGING I WILL LITTERALLY FIND THEM AND GIVE THEM A LECTURE
may I just update this?
see the little thing that says help?
Don’t ever scroll past this post. FUCKING NEVER SCROLL PAST!!!
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Anyone know where it is on mobile ???
You report the user, choose “something else”, scroll down and choose “suicide or self harm”
DO NOT SCROLL DOWN
REBLOG TO LITERALLY SAVE A LIVE
PLEASE REBLOG
Please don’t scroll past this post, you could save someone’s life.
Stop scrolling and reblog
please stop scrolling and reblog this, you could save someone’s life
Much as I love Hannah Gadsby's analogy that having autism is like being the only sober person in a room of drunks (or vice versa), I have never been drunk nor even encountered a drunk person so I didn't really fully understand what she was getting at until I realized that for me, being around other people is like being almost fluent in a language but not quite, so I technically know what people are saying and I can usually understand what they're getting at, but it's a lot of work (since its my non-native language) and I still haven't quite passed the threshold of true understanding so miscommunication happens
As a former Gifted Kid, it's honestly so hard to be proud of anything I achieved. Because all those milestones parents might celebrate with their children - finishing high school, getting into college, graduating college - they were expected of me.
None of this felt like an achievement to be proud of, more like I barely skirted the failure of not managing it.
The Booksellers (D.W. Young, 2019)
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underwater temple, underwater monk
underwater rhymes and underwater funk
he sleeps in the sea in an underwater bunk
with mirrors all around him hes an underwater hunk
he’s got underwater junk in his underwater trunk
on the basketball court he does a nautical dunk
he’s got a little stash of underwater skunk
underwater temple, underwater monk
Sick rhymes
HOLY COW! SOMEONE MADE THIS A SONG!!👍✨
this song slaps harder than anything i’ve heard in the past decade
I love this… havent seen it for time!
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An autistic shutdown is kind of like when you have too many windows open on your computer and things just stop working. Some apps crash all of a sudden. You might lose changes you’ve made. You can kind of hear the hard drive whirring and the metal getting hot.
An autistic meltdown is kind of like when your computer is so overwhelmed with input that it doesn’t just stop working – the screen turns a million weird colors and all your apps are freaking out and it sounds like your hard drive is hyperventilating and all sorts of other wild and unexpected things happen.
The solution to shutdowns and meltdowns is not to keep hitting the same buttons and expecting things to get better, because that doesn’t work. It definitely isn’t to start screaming and swearing at the computer, because that changes nothing and makes you look like a jerk. You leave your computer be, maybe turn it off for a while so it can rest, and, in the future, don’t have a million apps open or overwhelm it with input, so you can avoid a shutdown or meltdown in the first place.
Oh my god my pastor just told the best story
So a family at a small church had a kid on the autism spectrum (like me!). This kid, like many on the spectrum, was very routined and would get very upset by a loss of said routine. The church this family went to was very accommodating of this family; they set aside a whole seating area so that the kid could sit in the service and have space to not feel overwhelmed by the crowd of people in the building (meanwhile I’m listening to this while sitting in the empty of pews in the back for that exact same reason lol) and were very respectful of this kid’s spacial and sensory sensitivities. Which is super nice, but get this:
One day, the family was running late to church. They knew that missing the first fifteen minutes of the service would freak out their routine-oriented son, but they decided to chance it because the routine would potentially be thrown off even more if they didn’t go to church at all. So they go in through the back, trying to be really quiet, and the parents could see the panic blooming in their child’s expression almost the second they walked in. At that moment, the pastor saw the family walk in… stopped the service… and started over.
I kid you not, I started crying. I’m standing in the atrium after the service over an hour after he told the story and I’m crying again just thinking about it. That someone would go so far out of their way to ensure that a place designed to be a safe and comfortable place for everyone actually was a safe and comfortable place for EVERYONE… as someone on the spectrum I’ve never experienced this level of unbegrudging understanding and accommodation. Even the most respectful and aware people in my life still make me feel like I’m being an inconvenience.
The pastor later went on to say that this is the model of care and empathy all Christians who want to emulate Jesus should strive for, and for the first time in my life I fully understood just how drastically corrupted mainstream Christianity is. Imagine a world where every person who said they were a Christian acted like this. “Peace on earth and goodwill to man…”
This month has been the longest and the worst.
Spent 3 days in the hospital because I was so suicidal.
Relapsed with restricting and laxative abuse after over 2 years of being clean.
Relapsed with self harm.
Started smoking way more than I should.
Thank God it’s a new month. Maybe this one I can try to start over.
Just because you “function” doesn’t mean you don’t deserve help.
I have so many interests but can never start on any of them. Or, I keep starting projects just to abandon them half way through. More contradicting ADHD things (that drive me nuts)
Almost through with the year! I’m planning a fun themed January, I hope you’ll enjoy it! (RSD is fun, right?). Please consider supporting me on patreon if you like my comics :)
Random acts of kindness ♥️♥️♥️
oh to be a little dog sprinting at top speeds around the house with reckless abandon to release all the stress pent up from your extremely harrowing bathtime
