i know kita is so smart and so confident and suave, but you CANNOT convince me that sometimes, his intrusive thoughts win and he gets caught in his own head in the cutest ways.
like one day, he went to throw away a candy wrapper while still holding his phone- he ended up throwing his phone in the trash and holding the wrapper.
a few weeks ago, he was bringing a glass of juice to his spot on the couch, and for whatever reason, he threw it. on the couch. a complete moment of thoughtlessness that had him in a tizzy.
when he was dog sitting for the twins, one of the treats smelled like bacon, and he took a bite. he tossed it all back up, and he’d rather chew on glass than have anyone know he let his thoughts go that buckwild.
yesterday, suna sneezed, and he said a simple, albeit oddly firm “be quiet.” he apologized relentlessly, while suna just stifled his laughter as best as he can (which was not very) because where the literal hell did that come from?
atsumu had a rice grain on his cheek, and when he went to go take it off, for some god knows reason, he ate it. the twin was in absolute shambles.
just. kita is mr perfect, but god if his own brain doesn’t try its hardest to crack that whole facade and bring him down.
Okay, so recently I realized that I am Aromantic/Asexual. Probably (put a pin in that). This is not surprising like at all. I had brushed up against this label several times in the past few years and only just now had enough evidence to fully put the pieces together. I'm 25. It feels a little weird to put my identity together all slowly and piecemeal, but I'm literally doing all of this for the first time ever. It's okay to take it slow
What's stopping me from going into the woods right now and just laying on the ground until I mold away? This is a genuine question, what is it? Coz in my mind I'd love to. I'm already there.... but I've never actually done it. So- according to the law of motion- there must be some external force at play. Tell me what it is so I can kill it. Thanks!
omg im watching a movie rn and theres this confrontation scene and all i can think is LETTER TO AN OLD POET LETTER TO AN OLD POET LETTER TO AN OLD POETT
okay it’s not that it bothers me if I’m autistic or not, like if I am sure okay, but the way a bunch of people came into my inbox last night being “isn’T it OBVIOUS?!?” and additionally listing things/symptoms saying I do those things, even though they were things I know I don’t do, as another way to prove their point was kinda weird
I've always said that ADHD is ruining my life, when comparing my mental illnesses. Autism makes me strange to the ordinary observer (and affects my day to day functioning in noticeable ways), Depression makes my room messy (executive dysfunction is a right bastard), but ADHD is what's ruining my life.
And it is, kinda. Really what's making things difficult is the high cost of living, the lack of social support, and the way that I cannot afford to live on my own while working full time. Not to mention that my silly little brain is not suited to 40 hour work weeks, and all the jobs that I might be able to stand are gatekept to hell and back.
I'm back with my parents, and they're a little better than they were the first time I moved out, but not by much. They're both still highly traumatized people, both with poor emotional regulation skills (despite teaching me and my siblings those same fucking skills). It's subtle and insidious, and I'm so fucking stressed all the time. Cause it's not like they're yelling all the time, or spewing hateful rhetoric at all hours. Most of the time, they're chill Gen X parents with a fun sense of humor and a strong Christian faith. If you aren't careful (and oh how much it hurts to be careful), the bigotry will sneak up on you. The big emotions will startle you, the fatphobia and the snide comments and everything else. If you relax into who they usually are, you'll get knocked on your ass when their damaged edges show.
I can't relax here. I can't fully be myself here. I can't talk about my partners, or my beliefs. I can't even correctly refer to my sibling because they aren't out to our parents. The safest options are to stay in my room or to stay out of the house.
Which brings me to the ADHD ruining my life thing. I guess it feels so trivial after processing all of that, but I've been spending a LOT of money on things which don't feel all that important. (granted, spending money on anything feels the same kind of awful, so it's hard to differentiate). The 100$ I've spent on groceries in the last week was important and I'm glad I spent it. the 150$ I spent on two skirts?? Not so much right now.
Especially because my car is in the shop with transmission issues. If things don't go well, I might need to get a new one and I want to have enough money to spare that I won't need to take out a loan again. (I don't have a steady stream of income, I can't afford it right now)
I'm stuck I'm stuck I'm stuck I'm stuck...
(I'm not stuck forever, I know i'm not. I just need a little more help than usual, that's all.)