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dark-wackademia · 11 months
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no but fr, genuinely asking.
is it just me or when you have an emotion/let something deeply emotionally effect you, sometimes do you go into hypochondriac mode and try to explain it away through means of it being linked to something physically out of your control in the clinical sense. like i always used to instantly be like “omfg i have something wrong with my thyroid/hormones, that's why” or whatever. like if i have a break down and cry im like... couldn’t be just normal human stuff. idk maybe its the gaslighting family trauma lol
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the-maddened-hatter · 8 months
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Do any of y'all have an ADHD that like mostly only effects your ability to get yourself to do fun things?
Like for the most part I don't have trouble making myself do things I genuinely *need* to do like assignments with deadlines or work tasks or like household cleaning shit, but with stuff I genuinely *like* I have to make myself do it a lot of the time, like watching a show, or working on my knitting, or playing my switch games because it takes just a *little* bit of effort to start them I have to just force myself to do it if I do it at all and I a lot of the time I don't and just do effortless games on my phone and then I feel bad for being too lazy to do the things I want to do more but take that little first boost of effort
Like is that an ADHD thing or something else all together? Lmk y'all's thoughts!
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So normally, when I become obsessed with a piece of media, I kinda just black out, and then suddenly, I am dedicating all my free time to that piece of media. But not this time I know where this bitch started!!
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anenbyraccoon · 2 months
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Is it a nerodivergent thing, or do nerotypicals also have to fill awkward silences with the most random things possible?
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lost-cause240 · 2 years
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the-frog-at-the-bog · 4 months
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me when I can't word right so I wave my hands and loudly make a distressed sigh
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shadowsatday · 5 months
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(PLEASE READ FIRST: this poem contains illusion to murder including some imagery but not super intense, only I think three, four ish lines, also it's completely imagined so I don't know if that helps?
Second, this poem is meant to be spoken so I encourage it to be read out loud, all cool if you don't want to but it should feel nice to say sort of. Anywho! Have a nice day!)
When I grew up I was a tom boy,
I would climb trees and scorn Barbie dolls but then sometimes also get really into Barbie dolls,
It was thinking mini skirts were so freaking cool and nail polish was the best but then,
Then not wanting to do that,
But my quirks don't end there.
When I grew up I was clever,
So smart that I would do homework in class, making up spelling definitions instead of finding them and finishing before the bell baffling my mother as years went by and I didn't bring any home,
What a forward thinking school,
Nah, I just didn't want to give up my free time for putting in effort for the life cycle of frogs.
When I grew up I was creative,
Like all kids I would weave tales of fairies and magical powers and dragons and we would run around the school yard laughing and waving pecials as wands and sticks as swords,
And the neighbour,
You know the neighbour,
I think that's a gun hanging in his shed and are they bodies?
When I grew up I was struggling,
You see cleverness and skipped homework and made up definitions of words did not make up for those lost valuable learning hours at home
but it was so boring,
The letters didn't make sense,
I could tell stories,
Write stories,
But the spelling never stuck,
The Grammer jumbled and it didn't make sense,
I didn't make sense.
I didn't like so many foods,
I would go to school with a bag of chillies for lunch because my.mother eventually let me choose,
I was a ball of energy contained to a table poking holes in the plastic covering of my books,
Sketching,
Scratching,
Screaming,
Wating for the clock to tick down.
The school said I should be examined,
That there was something different about me,
The examiner said I was just lazy,
Though probably a little nicer than that,
Mother's tend to paraphrase.
And this has been my life,
Pocket marked with peculiarities.
People said,
You don't talk enough,
People say,
You talk to much,
And before people said, they would say
Please, please be quiet
People said,
Just try harder,
What's that supposed to mean? I am already trying so much.
People said,
Take initiative,
So I ask questions I try and figure it out
People say,
Stop asking questions
So I dont
I fail
They say
You should have just asked.
My throat is a music box of sound effects,
I humm to the microwave and chirp at the dishwasher at work, I make a small noise in The back of my throat when I'm pleased and elevator music trickles from my mouth when I am waiting, when I am happy I fill silences with soft noise and I don't even realise it.
This is an incomplete list of my strangeness, but here's the thing.
My whole life people joked that I'm not normal but when I say it they say everyone's peculiar in their own ways,
Why,
I want to plead or beg,
Then do I have to struggle more than anyone else with the small things?
The normal things?
The common sense, everyday, basic, you should know this by now things?
Where are other peoples happy chirps,
Where are other peoples strange relationship with their gender,
Where are other peoples lack of homework,
Where are other peoples convincing a whole year level and themself that there's a murder living next to their school
(there wasn't, teacher intervention was necessary)
Where were the other people like me?
But at the same time,
If I were so different,
If I were so strange,
Surly something would have been done,
Someone would have said something... Right?
Because I can't just be lazy or not trying hard enough ... Right?
And it's so scary,
But I don't want my fears to be correct,
That I am normal and simply not working hard enough,
Because surly all my trying all the time has to mean something,
And if I am really genuinely normal,
Then there's no explanation ... ?
When I am happy,
And safe,
I forget to use my inside voice and I stop seeing the social norms and my words are faster than my brain and all the cleverness and me Springs out,
Without abandon.
But people don't really like that,
And I don't know what to do,
Because I'm normal right?
I'm just like them ...
Right?
~Normal by SADSAN
5/12/23
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thechaosnetwork08 · 11 months
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Here's a question for people. Do nerotypicals actually exist or does everyone have something a little bonkers with them?
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kurticus · 1 year
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It is one thing to be vaguely aware of the possibility of being autistic.
It is something else entirely to have a concept that seems really simple and obvious consume your mind. Only to find out that literally no one else can see it the way you do. And any attempt to explain it results in being seen as insane, or worse, bigoted. And now I am hyperfixating on a concept and cannot express it.
I can think of half a dozen popular ways of thinking about important issues that I simply cannot think about in the same way that other people seem to. And because these concepts are important to people, I can't contradict them without hurting them. And obviously I can't do that. My confusion is not worth their pain. I don't know if any of this makes sense. But I have never felt more autistic than when I accidentally hurt someone by not being able to agree on a concept that means the world to them.
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I got these results from Clinical parents. Are they reliable?
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animnightmare · 2 years
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people who are nerotypical.
what is that like? 😅
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dark-wackademia · 1 year
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rant/any advice?
how do yall go about telling a friend/family member that they are stressing you out by feeling entitled to your time and energy even after relaying to them that your studies and taking care of yourself rn are most important.
i’ve told them that i have a lot planned for myself for the foreseeable future and many goals to work diligently towards. they’re making me feel like an ass hole for reiterating myself. i fear i’m going to have to be blunt and when i am everyone gets all upset but no one listens to my boundaries otherwise or cares about the effect they have on me.
im nerodivergent and working hard to prepare myself to get into the IT feild from scratch, total newb level ALONE/ONLINE. on top of this i have lofty goals for personal learning and life and plan to go back to school. SOOOO, A LOT.
it’s always the same drama with these people so, excuse me for sounding insensitive but i think i’ve been the only one unconditionally and tirelessly sensitive to everyone and there at any time anyone needs but now im creating a future for myself and it seems that i wont be that always available friend/person anymore they’re getting kinda manipulative in making me feel guilty or like i owe them something. (and im a bit bitter because for the longest time no one needed me and i was just sitting waiting for someone to hit me up. i was severely depressed and lonely, unmotivated and did nothing. no one cared, no one even fully knows all the shit because im that person that just gets through it alone but plays therapist and bestie to all. so im like oh now you want me suddenly and i just need to drop everything and be and do what you want? when you want?)
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katy-l-wood · 8 months
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Do you know what, as a nerodivergent person, is more obnoxious than true/false test questions that aren’t actually true/false because they don’t address nuance at all? True/false questions with no nuance that are also based on outdated information! I know the answer to this question about nutrition was probably, technically, true when the question was written in fucking 2006. But I also know that in the nearly two decades since we have, ya know, LEARNED NEW SHIT that means the answer would NOW probably be false. But neither true NOR false were ever actually “right” because there is zero nuance in the actual question and the answer is going to vary widely based on the individual people involved and their personal circumstances.
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dyslexic-mess · 1 year
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Upon rewatching Wolfblood for the first time since I was 14, I've realised that, although all the wolf stuff was cool, it was like...mediocre at best.
It seems I was actually so attached to these characters, looking at it now, because they go through basically sensory overload on screen. They find comfort in running in and wandering around the woods. They have times where they just need to be alone and its not because they don't care for there friends or are in a sulk. They just need time. They get exirable and, although it's not called by name, basically stim on screen.
Did 14 year old me also want to be able to magically transform into a wolf? Yes. But I think I also found alot of comfort in seeing charicters that where like me and the things that made them like me where painted as really cool and magical. There's a thing maddie says that really struck me.
Rydians worrying about how they arnt normal people and maddie counters that all the things that make them weird people make them perfectly normal wolfbloods.
Yeah, okay, watching it now, it's cheezy as all hell. Apsolutly rife with very basic teenage drama, silly writing and...questionable acting from its teenage stars BUT I can see why a small me found so much comfort in it!
I have now encountered media that explores both the magical and nerodivergent themes better but I think wolfblood will always have a place in my heart as one of my first comfort shows
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auggie-arts · 6 months
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I don't know why I never publicly announced this but I'm Nerodivergent so here's some things to know about me<3
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•there are days where I won't be online due to me being distracted by something else or just rather being busy with something I think is important
•I will be Chronically online most of the time that doesn't me spam me with questions or messages
• I have boundaries! I'm currently working on a list that will soon be attached to this
• I have days where I am non-verbal and don't feel like forcing myself to speak. There are also days where I won't do hugs or physical contact
• Please respect these and enjoy my content if you like it ❤
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aroaceconfessions · 1 year
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I just don't understand sexual stuff at all, like people look at random hot people and wanna get funky with them people look at weirdest most random things and think OmGtHaTsSohOt. I don't know how much of this confusion is tied to my nerodivergence, i see all these things in my daily life and If I'm confused i want to ask questions but all of a sudden it's rude to ask about it even though you had no problem taking about it in detail to me prior. I need more asexual friends allo's are too confusing
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