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yoonseok-deactivated20190701

one last thing and i’m officially over it: communication is very important. please please PLEASE talk to someone if something they did bothers you. your friend said something that upset you? tell them “hey you upset me”. if they care about you, they’ll stop doing it and this little misunderstanding will be forgotten. whatever issues you have, all this can be talked out

queen-of-fucking-everything

#don’t let it build up without ever saying anything and then just leave

ocpdiddy

Fun OCPD thing: I feel bad when I don’t have cash to give people on the street like “I have the money, I’m so selfish for not helping people in need, I’m a Bad Person”

But when I DO, I STILL feel bad because it’s like “did I really do that to be a good person or did I just do it so I SEEM like a good person? Did I just do it to make myself FEEL like a good person? Because that’s fucked up, I must be a Bad Person”

Bad Person no matter what!! Cool!!!

#money mention #homelessness implied

vampyr-money

Shoutout to people with both OCPD and ADHD

Y'all are so strong. You deal with so much shit.

For example: • Wanting to organize Everything, but not having the brainpower or motivation to do so. • Knowing you need to do something, because its part of your schedule, but not being able to do so. • Trying to focus on a task that you have to do Just Right, but getting distracted and making mistakes. • Wanting to correct someone but knowing that it’s not socially acceptable, but then doing it anyways out of impulse. • Oversharing and overexplaining everything, feeling bad about it but you Just Keep Talking.

Feel free to add more!

#disability support

yourbigsisnissi

When people tell stories about how their parents beat them, it’s always interesting to see their face change because they expected me to say “me too lol” but I instead say “I’m really sorry. You didn’t deserve that” Last time a co worker who also has West Indian parents was telling me in a joking way how he remembers being beaten with a belt because lied about his report card. As he was laughing it off and saying he deserved it, I just said “wow that’s awful hun. You didn’t deserve that.” And his whole face changed. Like it hadn’t occurred to him that it’s messed up that a part of remembering his childhood is remembering how badly it hurt to be beaten so badly at such a young age. Another time I had a friend, non West Indian parents, who talked about how she made a mess on a dress that her parents got her. It was really expensive apparently and she spilled red juice on it. She talked about how she was ordered to take the dress of and was beaten with a belt too without any clothes on. And she was laughing and said “I was a bad ass kid lol” and I said “no hun you were just a kid”. And she looked at me and immediately stopped laughing and just sat there like “yea…I was just a kid. I don’t know why they did that to me” My mom was raised in a household where she was beaten so badly….I just don’t understand how she is so loving now growing up in a home where she got so little love. They called it discipline, but once she became a social worker she began to see that it was abuse. That she grew up terrified of her parents, although they thought it was respect that my mom felt. It was fear. We have to get comfortable challenging what is often seen as cultural norms. We have to be a generation of people who are not ashamed to say “I would never beat my child”.

leddia

thehmn

I suffer from the second kind mentioned here. I felt a need to make this because even people I’ve known for years and who knows about my condition still get angry at me when I can’t hear what they say in noisy areas.