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
To say that every Friendship is consciously and explicitly homosexual would be too obviously false; the wise-acres take refuge in the less palpable charge that it is really—unconsciously, cryptically, in some Pickwickian sense—homosexual. And this, though it cannot be proved, can never of course be refuted. The fact that no positive evidence of homosexuality can be discovered in the behaviour of two Friends does not disconcert the wiseacres at all: “That,” they say gravely, “is just what we should expect.”…
Those who cannot conceive Friendship as a substantive love but only as a disguise or elaboration of Eros betray the fact that they have never had a Friend.
my god do you remember not being acutely aware of the fact youre a girl?? it must have been when i was 11 or 10 maybe. emily bronte saying ‘i wish i were a girl again, half savage and hardy and free’. do you find yourself envying dogs and birds or anything that doesn’t have to be pretty to live?
Trying to find the perfect name for a character, but you only have a vague idea of what you want, like “he feels like a 2-syllable kind of guy” or “It need a hard consonant at the end.”
being out in public spaces with people who don’t have anxiety issues is so fucking weird
like. they want/need to do something and just.. go do it. they just DO things without hesitation or being overly awkward or weird. they just. they just go and do things! just like that!
When a fic isn’t very good but it’s got your favourite tropes in it so you keep reading it out of pure stubbornness
Not even a joke here, I have so many stories that I have bookmarked that aren’t even very good but by god am I curious on where they’re going
when the fic isn’t very good but it has your rarepair and you’ve already read the other 10 fics of them
when the fic isn’t very good but the idea is and the characters are and you go through reading it as it is and then imagining it better just like you do with original media
Movie couple: Oh, no! The doctor says we can’t have children! Our dreams of a family are gone forever!!! We can never be parents!! If only there was some way to still raise children, but, alas, all hope is gone!! The tragedy!!!! The heartbreak!!!!
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