Meme: Screenshot of microblog post by @alanjack replying to @fotchi.

Caption: I still don’t know why part of autistic/adhd diagnosis isn’t putting you in a room with someone already diagnosed and seeing how quickly you bond.

  • Aeri@lemmy.world
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    2 months ago

    I know some people are “caffeine addicted” but I genuinely don’t know how the fuck people do it.

    I drink a cup of coffee a day, 16oz, sometimes there’s also an energy drink in the mix, on some really serious days I have a headache or migraine and an Excedrin adds a little more in the mix.

    One day I made a full pot of coffee and decided to attempt to consume the entire thing over the course of the day. I felt like my heart was trying to escape from my chest and that I was soon going to die.

    • zalgotext@sh.itjust.works
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      2 months ago

      An 8oz cup of coffee only has like 75-100mg of caffeine in it. With your 16oz cup plus an energy drink plus an Excedrin, that would be like ~400-500mg of caffeine. Assuming a typical drip coffee maker that can make 12 cups, you’re looking at a total of like ~1000-1200mg of caffeine, double or triple your estimated daily amount. So it’s kinda no wonder you felt wired that day. Extreme, sudden spikes in your stimulant intake will do that.

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      2 months ago

      see this is the thing: i can take a 200mg caffeine pill in the middle of the day and forget i’ve done so, it has basically no effect whatsoever, neither positive nor negative.
      The only actual reliable effect caffeine has on me is enabling me to get out of bed before noon, so that’s the only thing i use it for.

    • Crozekiel@lemmy.zip
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      2 months ago

      That about sums up how I used to feel which caused me to stop consuming caffeine. When I could hear my own pulse while in a public place, I knew my blood pressure was a problem.