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ADHD affects how I experience time, not how I experience attachment. I love you. I miss you. I just don't realize how long itās been since I last said that, let alone messaged.
I understand that most normal functioning brains need regular engagement to maintain a bond. Absence doesnāt diminish my affection. My silence isnāt neglect or disinterest. Itās time blindness and object impermanence. The contact gap is purely neurological, not emotional. Thank you for being patient with my inconsistency and holding a seat in your heart for me.
i hate viruses so fucking much. literally getting attacked by a fucking shape. a concept. consumes no energy. responds to no stimuli. its only existence is to fuck with you. like fuck offf
prev's tags are too good not to save
even if I have to bloom out of the ruins of who I used to be
how your 20s feel when you dont know what ur doing
Cleaning gets easier when you remember it's a thing you're doing to make your life less miserable, and not a thing you're doing as punishment
You can stop in the middle of cleaning!?
Yes! Because it's not a goal to be achieved, but a cycle!
Instead of seeing the house as clean/not clean, it helps a lot to see cleaning as a constant upkeep of your environment. Taking care of your home, and of yourself, is a good thing!
(still unlearning the guilt and anxiety associated with cleaning. it's an uphill battle.)
No one discovers āa secret third thingā better than people with ADHD
*learns basic social skills well into my 20s that most people know by the time theyre like 11*
having strict parents will do that to you
Having autism will do that
Having ADHD will do that to you
Being LGBT will do that to you
Your perception that puts me in a box when I stand in front of you, suffocates me.
By Gi || 030425
So rude that you canāt say āokay, Iām done thinking about thatā and then actually stop thinking about it
If you are currently sitting or laying down this moment ask yourself if you are resting or rotting. Change your behavior accordingly
There is no romance in decay when the decaying is easy
You are naught but pawns in my game
I hope some of y'all take this as a sign to rest intentionally too.
if you're "resting" but thinking of all the things you have to do, that's not resting, that's rotting. Even if you haven't done anything all day, give yourself some time to rest and truly relax. When you let yourself relax guilt free, you actually regain energy for your responsibilities.
this post has helped me a number of times since I first saw it. I have realized I was rotting instead of resting, and depending on the circumstance, got up to do something, or settled more comfortably to actually rest.
Thank you.
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This.
This is why people who stay in my life are neurodiverse like me!
this!! I swear I lost like all my friendships bc of this, like I had a group of friends in hs that one day I realized āhuh I havenāt talked to this people in a whileā and popped in to say hi and they were all awkward?? because they hadnāt seen me in a while?? and thatās when I realized that friendship works different for them?? I was like yeah I havenāt talked to you in like four months but itās not like Iāve forgotten about y'all why would anything change, and they were all like we havenāt talked to you in four months why are you here again acting like nothing happened? and it was really confusing for me
YEAH! THAT!
Also I have a thing where I just put the people on pause. If I donāt see them or contact them, my brain kinda put them in stasis. I donāt think about them nor misses them, and I stay on what I last knew about them (how they look, what they study/work). So when we meet again Iām like āwait, youāve aged?ā and I have the same familiarity with them thanI had before.
Anyway all my mutuals I havenāt messaged in forever - this is why
oh my gods this makes so much sense??? there are people who i havenāt talked to at all for literally over a year and weāll pick up like nothing happened, but for their people itās just likeā¦ā¦ falling apart but onesided???? i think weāre still on the same level but actually weāre strangers??
Ohhhhhh
OHHHHHHHHHā¦.
Ok but listen, on the other side of this, as a person who moved hundreds of miles away from everyone i knew and then became a hermit for several years, it was SUCH A FUCKING RELIEF to get in contact with an old friend and have him be like, āmy friendship levels do not degrade, so in my mind we are still awesome close buddiesā and i almost fkn cried. I thought he would be mad or would have moved on because i had slacked on my reaching out to him and staying in touch and doing all the friendship things. But NOPE. 800 miles of distance, depression, and life changing circumstances didnt steal our friendship and i am SO GRATEFUL.
#came back to tumblr after four years #lottie and I immediately went like that spiderman meme yknow tags via @rudjedet
I have literally no friendship degradation whatsoever. I will not have spoken to someone for 5 years or more, and theyāre still as much a friend to me as if I had only seen them yesterday. Iām just very bad at communicating if someone is not in my direct orbit. So when Sonja reappeared on this site I basically screeched into her notes like a banshee because I was delighted and we picked straight back up where weād left off.
Happy to go on the record that I donāt expect regular contact and will welcome hearing from people after a long time
Holy shit, I didnāt actually realize this was a Thing.
Fever Dream
āŗāā ā¾āāŗāā ⦠Ėļ½”āļ½”Ėā½ āā§Ā°.ā
Fading, floating memories.
What is it that I'm feeling?
What is it that I felt?
You, in my memories stay the same, while
Your features and traits blurs into comfort
And I wish to see you again and again.
I don't know you anymore,
But when I see you, you're still the same.
And you're still so different,
While I, in my memories forget myself.
Who was I? Who was it that I made myself around you?
Did I ike myself back then?
Where did I live all this time?
Between blurred lines of truth and lie,
Behind soaked memories of those times,
In distorted events through my closed eyes.
If I feel it then why does it not seem real?
If it hurts why do I think it's not real?
If i'm not lying why does it not sound real?
I remember you, the one you were back then.
But I don't remember myself.
- by Gi