ah a fellow user of the SHAPE organisation method (Stacks Heaps And Piles Everywhere)

fun fact the fruit was first, the colour was named after it. before that, people called the colour orange “yellow-red”

but set your timer to like 10min more than the washing machine tells you, because that thing is going to be at 00:00 for an extra 15min

if i don’t intend to forget about a thing, i do not put the thing in a place i can’t see it. yes my flat is a bit of a mess because of that, and so is my desktop, but hey, it works for me

as i child i used to play a mind game with myself when i was bored. i’d think of two random things and try to find a string of associations that connect the two. i was born being a nerd, playing the wikipedia game before i knew how to read

my thoughts simply do not stop

i think the world is brighter for having had him. i don’t want to mourn him, i want to celebrate what he’s given us

woah, bee society is more interesting than i thought. thank you for sharing!

possibly pet play or hypnosis but definitely conditioning play

would recommend it’s fun

for older folks like those currently suffering from dementia - try christmas carols or religious music played/sung during the big religious ceremonies.

i spent years thinking what sort of music i could play my great grandma, because what music was even there in the 1930s in rural poland? but the last christmas we had with her we put on some christmas carols, and she came back alive a little. it was magical

nice

no don’t apologise, i know that even just writing things like that out makes the world and your mind make a bit more sense for a while. and if you don’t mind some virtual touch i’m sending you a virtual hug. i don’t know what to say what you probably haven’t thought to yourself already, but since i know the critic in your mind probably doesn’t let you hear this often then - you’re doing great, considering everything you’re doing great, keep going

huh, that is- strange, it sounds almost as if knowing “from the start” about being twice exceptional fucked you up more than being oblivious. very few know about my IQ, and i only got tested at 18, same with adhd where i had my first suspicions at university and started trying to get diagnosed after it. what you’re describing sounds like a deeply confusing child/teenagehood. it sounds like you were kind of taught to feel helpless and doubt yourself

and oh man, i hope that the spark to do silly projects captures you again soon :( they’re so fun, best of luck <3

bi five? so, ten

ayyy twice exceptional high five, how are the unfinished projects going? it’s a strange life to be both allegedly gifted and also have a learning disability, your whole life you get told how much potential you have, but you can only reliably pull off being kinda average

but i digress, yeah that’s a fair point. i guess i assumed when they said “better brain” they meant “better brain power”. i too would like a brain that can perhaps manage to do things when i want it to do things, instead of only doing things when they become emergencies

being smart is overrated, and it actively makes anxiety worse because you can come up with pretty good rationalisations and then be anxious faster

for a long, long, while i dismissed the idea that i have adhd because i didn’t think the description of adhd fit me. i was reading medical documents and official diagnostic criteria that just listed symptoms with no exploration as to how those symptoms present in actual life. and even more crucially - i couldn’t even find mentions of how adhd presents in people who never had trouble at school (they never ask you if you studied at school, just if your grades were fine, didn’t study and still got good grades? looks normal to me go away now). if anything is discouraging folks from seeking treatment it’s that - lists of symptoms that cite no actual experiences someone might relate to

and it’s not just me who had trouble relating the names of symptoms to my real life issues. i went to two psychiatrists, both listened a bit and then gave me tests, all but the self assessment were within the “norm” so they tried to give me meds for depression and wrote off my self assessment (and hours of talking) as drug seeking behaviour or being a hypochondriac (this one i even have on paper). finally, a friend of mine recommended me a doctor who also has adhd, and only the guy who actually lives with the thing was capable of noticing that i don’t exactly behave like a neurotypical person. i was ready to give up after the second psychiatrist, if not for that friend of mine i would just not seek treatment. why would i keep spending money for doctors to tell me that i’m not trying hard enough at life or that i’m depressed?

someone who has adhd isn’t going to fully dismiss their suspicions because they didn’t relate to one meme. what could make someone dismiss their suspicion are medical documents devoid of daily life context, or doctors who only care about a checklist of symptoms they can test for while ignoring their patients’ struggles in life

and though anecdotal, i can confirm that i preform much better in crisis situations than in normal life. washing dishes? not until i have literally no plates to eat from + a few days because takeaway is a thing. but being stuck in the middle of the pandemic at night in Birmingham with all hotels closed? i wasn’t even stressed, despite the fact i came pretty close to people that looked like they wanted to mug me, twice

my skin, i think the one organ that protects all the other organs is long overdue for an upgrade

it’s a disability yes, but that doesn’t mean we can’t celebrate the parts of it that make us simply differently abled. We can’t be “normal” so might as well love the way we’re “weird”. i’m not going through life feeling sorry for myself

you haven’t lost that magic - you know why placebo really works? it’s the context, the ritual of going to a “making you healthy” building, talking with a “i’ll make you healthy” person, and then receiving a “healthy making” pill. the ritual is what makes the magic of placebo happen, it’s what makes the belief that it’ll work easier.

what home remedies/traditional cures have lost is the ritual of watching your grandmother, or in the older times the local wise woman, preparing your “cure”. A wise person giving you a drink or something and promising that’ll make you feel better is on the same level as a doctor giving you a pill.

just buying over the counter meds without a doctor’s order, or just making your own health brew isn’t as effective

also don’t forget that placebo work even when you know it’s placebo, that’s how powerful the ritual of it is. i don’t know if it’s some low magic, or if our subconscious has a deeper control over our body than we realise, but the fact is - it works on everyone

the game is a completionist punishment all across the board though! you really can’t see everything in one playthrough