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this is SO useful THANK YOU @eyes-onthehorizon

i just came across you and this reblog and it meant THE WORLD to me.

I'm currently investigating ADHD for me. I've been a very stressed out child, i am a very stressed out adult. I work at a coffee shop as a barista/cook (of sorts) and am always doing dishes and wearing plastic/rubber gloves, which my skin HATES (the dishsoap, the gloves, existing). It's been 6 months of a skin flare up due to either allergy or stress or BOTH - i've had it before, due to stress (when i was like, 3yo, my fingers were pure flesh and very little skin).

And it's not my only stress-related health issue (let's see, migraines, mouth ulcers (?)). My work is not necessarily stress inducing, but having (probably) a mental condition such as ADHD is making it so much harder, the things i keep forgetting, how i cannot focus for dear life, executive dysfunction, sensory overloads, my whole body is under Just Too Much Stress™

I LOVED having this to read rn bc i get to help myself out before having a proper diagnosis (either for the adhd and the skin issue).

It takes time to build a habit but breaking it down to pieces like this is GOLD, everybody should read this.

Thanks for indirectly helping a girl out 🥹

There's a bunch of adhd advice out there that's like "people with adhd tend to work better under deadlines due to the anxiety so here are ways to artificially induce a stress response in order to get you to get work done" and it's like well what if I don't want to be stressed out all the time in order to function

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I assure you: somebody, somewhere, is on the exact same wavelength as you are.

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There was this guy in the 1800s - I can't remember his name, but his name is recorded somewhere - who honestly argued that if given the choice between a beautiful woman and a heron, deep down in their most earnest true heart, every man would rather fuck the heron. And he got mad when people denied this, continuing to deny this what he had decided must be an universal truth, instead of praising him for being the only one who was brave enough to finally say it out loud. Like he really thought that every single person telling him "Jesse what the hell are you talking about" was not only denying him, but denying themselves their true desires and perpetuating the apparently massive cultural lie that herons aren't fuckable.

Anyway what I'm saying here is that every once in a while whenever you find yourself in a situation where nobody else is willing to agree with something that you consider the most obvious truth, take a moment to meditate on the possibility that perhaps they do mean what they say, and perhaps they are right. Maybe nobody else but you wants to fuck the heron.

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no i don't want you to redirect me to your app i want to look at recipe

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I think it would be really fucking funny to write a piece of fiction set entirely in real life but using lazy fantasy worldbuilding talk. I gather coin* for the road west** - I will need it to enter the Capital.***

* two quarters and two dimes

** Interstate 64

*** Richmond, Virginia

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The problem with having a child with an attorney that has spoken to the child like an adult since birth is that she's 4 years old and she's negotiating the order in which we're going to complete tasks as a family to best suit her idea of an ideal day.

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I started using Head and Shoulders ten years ago for itchy scalp and dandruff, and then for ten years I have not had itchy scalp and dandruff, so I thought “why do I still buy shampoo to combat itchy scalp and dandruff when I do not have itchy scalp and dandruff,” so I stopped buying the shampoo for itchy scalp and dandruff and can you guess I have now? Can you predict what currently afflicts me? It’s alright if you can’t because apparently I fuckin couldn’t either

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everyone knows that space is very very cold, and the sun is very very hot. so i assume there's a bit of space kind of near the sun which is just right. balmy space

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me when a find a new blorbo: someone get this man a therapist, a boyfriend. and a lawyer

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the fact that i'm not alone finding out about this doesn't make it any better tbh

i do not want to do any work on myself i just want to lay down and stop having thoughts™ about things™

fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this

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any recs of a place i could go to SCREAM very loudly til i pop like a cicada and then fall down and ugly cry long enough so i could recompose myself and come back to the real world without the weight of the horrors on my shoulders?

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Percy whenever a god needs his help:

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 When Jason Grace wakes up, he's surrounded by friends. He's holding hands with a beautiful girl who says that they're in love, and there’s a boy with a wild grin who says they’re best friends. Jason doesn’t know what’s going on, but he knows he's surrounded by people who care for him and want to help him.

When Percy Jackson wakes up, he's almost completely alone. His only connection is a wolf that seems to be judging his every move as it decides his worth. He's fighting for his life and desperately searching to find a place that would take him in and accept him.

When Jason and Percy were switched, they didn't just have their physical selves swapped. They had their lives swapped. Jason got to believe that someone loved him, and Percy got to experience what it was like to have no one.

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Percy if he had any memories of CHBs location in SON:

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Selina: Things my stepkids have texted me.

Selina: "What's Alfred's actual name?"

Selina: "When does my Social Security Number expire?"

Selina: "My friends are almost here. Make sure Bruce stays in the Batcave."

Selina: "Happy Mother's Day! I Venmo'd you six dollars."

Selina: "I adopted a donkey in your name."

Selina: "Please don't send Bruce. I'm too tired to be embarrassed."

Selina: "Can you bring me my science homework and three hundred dollars?"

Selina: "Can I get lung cancer from smoked turkey?"

Selina: "What's my net worth?"

Selina: "Bruce accidentally posted a story on Instagram."

Selina: "Make sure no one drinks my Red Bull."

Selina: "Send me a pic of your signature. Don't ask questions please."

Selina: "All my friends are there. Tell Bruce to act normal."

Selina: "Will I get in trouble for driving with roller skates on?"

Selina: "I left a hot dog on the mantle. Can you put it in the fridge please?"

Selina: "Are you going to be near a Chipotle today or no?"

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