fellas can we agree that NOBODY calls Obi-Wan just by “Obi” unless they were his crechemate, okay. that means Garen, Reeft, Siri, Bant, and Quinlan. that’s ALL. that’s IT. nobody else, no exceptions.
Me *thinking about all the potential Voltron once had to be a great show, with its pleasant animation, interesting character dynamics, exciting plot, and mysterious backstory*: Vrepit Sigh
this is what i’ve been working on for a quite a bit! there’s a lot of things that could’ve been better but i gave up after having to adjust stuff to the final midi a million times so here, have an 8-bit version of the song Ghost by Mystery Skulls! I hope you enjoy ;w;
You have a thing at 2:00 PM so you set a reminder for 1:00 PM because you don’t want to be late, but you should eat by 12:00 PM. That means you should start preparing food by 11:30 AM, but you want to double check or confirm the appointment before 11:00 AM before everyone goes to lunch. So if you want to finish your other tasks by 10:00 AM, you ought to start at 8:00 AM, which means you’ve got to wake up at 7:30 AM and you may as well get ready to go out then ahead of time, and that’s how something that starts at 2:00 PM effectively starts at 7:30 AM and lasts the entire day.
ME. ME. ME.
Literally how I plan my day when I have a thing
This is literally just being a functional adult with basic organisation and planning skills.
It isn’t some special *thing*
No, it’s not. This post is about my executive dysfunction. It’s my performance anxiety and my depression. It’s dozens of people with ADHD in the comments remarking that this is the only way they can make appointments– often with each stage of this process tied to an alarm. Many of those people routinely fail even with that forethought. It’s people with chronic pain or disability who clock every activity in their day by how long it takes, when they have to prepare, how long they’ll have to stand or work, etc.
I am sure “functional adults with basic organization and planning skills” go through a milder experience of this thought process. But it’s comfortable to them– not something they think twice about, let alone make a post about. I made this post when I was dreading going to get my hair cut. A haircut. I made this post because I was reflecting about how crazy a simple visit to the salon was making me. It was an appointment I called for myself, on my own terms, an experience I enjoy and actively wish I did more often. But I don’t. Because making appointments is so hard for me, because I have executive function problems. It’s been about 9 months since my last haircut.
I almost flubbed college because I dreaded meeting with a single professor once at the beginning of a semester even though I wanted to.
I haven’t gone to the doctor since I got new insurance. I just struggled for three weeks to bring myself to arrange for a mandatory safety recall upgrade for my car so its airbag won’t explode into metal shards and kill me if I’m in an accident. I often fail to go out, to arrange meetups with my friends, to achieve my personal functional goals simply because all of that is going through my head whenever I have to make simple appointments or complete basic tasks.
Does that sound like “literally just being a functional adult with basic organization and planning skills?”
It is literally tiring and consuming and it’s why I don’t do most things anymore
Going out isn’t just fun, if I wanna have fun I have to sacrifice something out of this list cause it is overwhelming and it’s so incredibly time consuming that it’s exhausting so when I get to where I need to be in already tired and used half my energy to just get there
I know I’ve encouraged romanticizing your own life a lot on here but anyone who says they love to go on Adventures is probably one of THE most boring people you’ll ever meet. They just mean they’re going to smoke weed in the woods, or like. Eat McDonalds in the desert sitting on an expensive blanket. And they’re going to spend the whole time thinking about how cute they must look to the audience watching them
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