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DANG I FELT CUTE BUT I NEED TO SHAVE
When ya feelin yaself but the angry pimple is like “me too”
Feeling the filters
ADHD and autism is basically being considered rude for the dumbest reasons
those reasons are usually 1. ADHD/autistic person didn’t literally read your mind for the Correct Social Cue(s) 2. ADHD/autistic person has a need or a boundary that doesn’t actually harm anyone, but it’s not a Correct Social Cue thing so you think they shouldn’t
3. ADHD/autistic person forgot/didn't realise/doesn't know/is just too damn tired to perform the Correct Tone
4. ADHD/Austistic person struggled to understand/ needed a seemingly obvious thing clarified or explained to them and got accused of sealioning/asking in bad faith.
5. ADHD/autistic person got infuriated by Bad™ Sounds™/Textures™/Images™ and tried to keep from reacting, but still slipped up once, and because it's not a Correct Social Reaction to a Correct Social Cue, they got everyone upset at them for "blowing up over nothing" before they had the chance to apologize.
6. ADHD/autistic person tried to imitate Correct Social Cue but didn't quite do it Correctly, and now the person they were interacting with thinks they were being dismissive and condescending instead of the reluctant-but-accepting they were trying for.
7. ADHD/autistic person couldn't spare the brainpower to identify their emotional state until they burst into tears for no discernable reason. They didn't even feel the need to cry and still don't, but their body won't stop. This results in the other person becoming convinced the ADHD/autistic person is trying to guilt-trip them, which in turn guilt-trips the ADHD/autistic person for not being able to stop crying on demand.
8. ADHD/autistic person physically couldn't stop themself from internalizing a vaguely-negative comment, and then couldn't focus on anything but the comment. When the others nearby try to regain their attention, they likely won't be able to without losing patience, which makes everybody's moods worse once the ADHD/autistic person can see them.
i could go on
9. ADHD/autistic person has learned to perform Correct Social Cues through mimicry, but the people they mimicked don’t perform them Correctly for the group the ADHD/autistic person is currently in so it comes across as wrong.
10. ADHD/autistic person heard a stray comment that sent their mind on a tangent and they burst out with an observation that seems wildly inappropriate for the moment but makes perfect sense to the ADHD/autistic person, because that’s where their train of thought led them.
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Transgression
Maybe I want to sing Maybe I want to dance Maybe I want to spill my heart on paper And fall into a trance A brand new world Beyond our own Where I am For a moment at home Where the crazy thoughts That would estrange us Fly with pride And vindicate us Maybe I don’t feel like I belong here This alienation Is too strong, I fear This is my answer to your question Concerning my state of dejection This looming world of disaffection The leading cause of our depression Will no time soon be in recession Maybe I want to live somewhere else Let that be my greatest transgression
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me, taking a nap to avoid all my responsibilities: I can have a little unconsciousness. as a treat.
Need to clean the mirror.... 😅 https://www.instagram.com/p/CDXdzv_hh5cDojSxtZ8eTKCRbTRhEm15d2bcBE0/?igshid=11o8maw2md5xc
Hey if you wanna watch me be super confident and love myself follow my other account @dadbodspaceman
Do you see the way we sparkle in the mud?
I'm sorry
I thought that if I romanticized the way everything else disappears when you talk to me, you might think I'm cool
You might think I'm artistic,
But the truth is I write my thoughts and save them as an act of spiritual self-flagellation to atone for the sins of my past lives in the hopes that if I experience enough pain, I'll finally flip my karma and end up in a state closer to you
I Didn't Think I'd Make It This Far
My body's been sore for months
Holding this in
It only hurts when I breathe
I'm sure I pulled something when
I twisted myself back so far
Trying to keep you here
But I swear it on everything
I'll get better this year
I never thought I'd be where I am today
I didn't think I would ever be someone who could honestly
Smile and look my family in the eye when I tell them I'm doing okay
It's a hot one in the boot
But that's not what's keepin me up
The air here's oppressive like the guilt I faced when I opened my heart back up to love
I felt myself fade
The second I told you I had to walk away
I never thought I'd be where I am today
I didn't think I would ever be someone who could
Smile and look my family in the eye
When I tell them I'm doing okay
And yeah it still hurts
But I'm learning to live with the pain
Cause it got me where I am today
And I can honestly say
I'm doing okay
little things i’ve learned:
one: pay attention to the music you’re relating to. sometimes it’s a clear indicator that something is wrong. other times, it’s an indicator that something is very, very right. when the latter happens, pay extra close attention.
two: true control is subtle, not obsessive. you may not even know that you have it when you do. people who are in control do not question it. they just are.
three: never pass up the opportunity to stick the tips of your fingers out the window of a moving car. feel the wind carry you to the sound of your favorite songs. this is a reminder that you’re alive.
four: thoughts don’t have to mean anything. you can just let them be there.
five: notice when you’re struggling and allow yourself some leeway when you do. however, learn the difference between giving yourself leeway and enabling your struggle.
six: you cannot build self-love from a foundation of self-hatred. first, work toward self-acceptance. love will follow.
seven: do not love others simply because they love you back. do not expend your love on people who won’t love you back.
eight: don’t forget to stop and look around. take a moment a day to stop doing and just be. the mindfulness hype isn’t overrated. there’s a reason for it.
nine: setting limits and saying no will not end any relationship worth keeping.
ten: friendships built on moments of competitive misery are not healthy. if you find that you’re having the urge to constantly showcase your misery around someone, take that as a red flag. sadness is not a competition you want to win.
eleven: recovery is not about being happy. some days you will feel bored and flat. but these days are still better than those you built around destroying yourself. these days are still victories. recovery is about being alive.
twelve: when you’ve built an identity around being sad, the concept of happiness may scare you. giving that sadness up will strip you of most everything and leave you feeling empty. embrace this emptiness and fill it up with exploration. you’ll find that it’s worth it.
thirteen: you will not come out of your coldest days the same as you were going into them. this is not a bad thing. someday, you’ll be warm enough to feel the sun on your face again.
Sick
This hollow aching in my chest
Recalls nights spent upon your breast
Near your heart where I'd rest my head
Most days now, I'm filled with dread
Searching too long for a place that's warm
No shelter in sight, can't weather the storm
Ever since the illness made a home in my brain
Turned my body to needles and poisoned my veins
You never brought it up,
But you didn't have to say
The one you loved and I
Will never be the same