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rsd is fucked as shit what do you MEAN all my positive interactions with this person mean nothing bc they didn't want to converse with me one (1) time
“R.S.D.” 4.17.25- Watercolor and ink
Me when my nonchalant friends react with a red heart to my messages. So I know they actually secretly love me. When my best friend of 3 years calls me his best friend. Me when I’m not the one to initiate a hangout. Me when people take interest in my interests.
living with anxiety SUCKS, especially when you have RSD and can't take criticism without having hyperventilating, even if the person means no harm
A bitch is having ADHD related struggles
I fucking hate RSD
I feel like its a comorbidity of ADHD that gets forgotten a lot of the time
The emotional dysregulation aspect fucking sucks I hate this fuckass disorder
It makes me feel like a sensitive needy freak anytime I have An Emotion
Pisses me the hell off this brain is a fucking prison
No one even needs to do or say anything and im fuckin reeling for no goddamn reason
There wasnt even an inciting event this time it just washed over me like the tide and now it wont leave
of all the maladies to be burdened with, it just had to be the one where my boss saying "hey you have a lot of strengths and you're thriving where you are, but you also need to work on a few things and grow in confidence and leadership before i can promote you to this next role because you haven't yet outgrown the one you're currently in" feels like she actually said "go back to the garbage sewer pit you crawled out of and i never want to see your face again, you suck and i hate you, you're on thin ice, you're genuinely a terrible person, and i can't trust you with anything"
the first time i ever saw tumblr textposts (i was like 11; im 19 now) i remember being like "holy shit i found my people" and then i made an account and.... did not use it. or i did, but i used it in the same way i used my twitter: as a lurker who only retweets/reblogs things because rejection sensitive dysphoria just does that to you, man... and honestly it was probably for the better because i checked my drafts and there was one text post where all it said was "Gay. gay gay gay gay gay gay" ... the way i know EXACTLY which phase of my internet life that was 😭😭
i'm here now because i have a lot thoughts and i am a chronic yapper. i've been wasting away my life online for my teenage years but i barely fucking do anything while I'm there?? i've gotten so accustomed to being an observer. partially because i don't know what i'd do online. i want to reach people in a meaningful way, and if talking in person is so hard, why can't i just yap online? i can do it in comment sections sometimes, so why am i so afraid of making my own posts? oh yeah the deathly intense fear that i'll be bullied and judged for having opinions and being alive. the fear that i'll make a single mistake. i have tons of writing i don't show to people or do anything with. i've been wanting to make youtube videos, but they're a ton of work that i'm not sure if i'm cut out for. i've started working on multiple scripts, actually! one on understanding suicide and self-injury, one on my interpretations of OMORI my beloved, one where i just list 15 increasingly obscure details about pokemon black 2/white 2 my beloved... emphasis on 'started'
It sounds FUCKED but coming on the internet and seeing people sharing and liking my work is nice b/c IRL, like at work for example, I have been put down or dismissed for my creativity. I am a pretty polarizing person, even when I am masking heavily.
Some of my family members used to make fun of me for being so "weird" they only now think it's cool b/c I have a following on some of my socials.
Anyway, thanks internet people & friends for making my fucking day a lot of the time. Being a weird AuDHD person feels LESS awful b/c of it! Thank you, time to go slay some dragons!