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this is your gentle reminder to stop fighting against your adhd and instead structure your life around it

buy a pack of chapsticks and put one in the pocket of all of your coats and jackets because you always forget to bring one and chapped lips is sensory hell

leave important things where you can see them. if they go in a box or a drawer you will forget they exist

put any appointments or deadlines in your phone calendar As Soon As you get them. set a reminder for a week before, a day before, an hour before, as many as you need as often as you need them.

when that little voice in your head says "i dont need to write that down, ill remember it" that is the devil talking!!! write it down anyway!!

plan for down time. have a few hours at the end of every day to just do fun stuff like engage in your hyperfixations. even if you didnt get all of your work done that day, have the rest anyway. you probably spent the whole day beating yourself up for not doing what you Should be doing, so you still need the break.

if you never eat vegetables because its too much effort to chop and cook them, get the frozen or canned shit. it doesnt go off for ages and you just have to microwave it. theres no point buying fresh vegetables if they just keep going off and being left to rot in the bottom of your fridge

if you struggle to decide what to have for dinner every day, take the decision out of it. choose a set of meals and eat those on rotation until you get sick of them, then choose some new ones and do it again.

its not stupid if it works! our brains literally have a chemical deficiency. you are allowed to accommodate yourself. go forth and stop making your life more difficult than it has to be because "this shouldn't be this hard". it is hard, so make it easier.

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A while back, I found a show called Being Erica, where a woman went through therapy by reliving her greatest regrets.

It got me thinking about mine.

The one that bothers me most, that intrudes into my thoughts way too often, seems kinda petty, but I really wonder.

I was bullied badly in school and emotionally abused at home. I was one of the tallest girls in school, but I would walk with my head down, trying to be invisible. It got to the point where I felt I couldn't trust anyone. I felt so alone and unloved.

I have a hard time remembering a lot of things, but this memory is pretty clear. I am walking by the cafeteria in my Jr. high, head down as usual, when a male someone stops me. I still don't look up.

He then asked me if I would wear his jersey (a tradition the football players had where a girl they liked would wear their before a game for luck.)

I laughed and sneered, "I don't think so. " and walked away seriously thinking I was being set up. But what if he was sincere? I couldn't even tell you who it was, I never looked up, maybe if I had, I would have been able to read his face.

I wonder a lot what little things I did that if I had done differently stupid have made my life better. Who knows.

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I think I'm finally grateful for my mom and her husband being assholes, at least one time anyway.

I have obsessed over the thought that if I had gotten to go to Interlochen, it would have changed my life.

I didn't get to go because I was being punished for some stupid reason, again.

I remember my classmates being all excited and asking me if I was going. It killed me.

Now I'm learning about Epstein's involvement with Interlochen, I'm kinda glad I didn't go.

I would have been the perfect target for him and Ms. Maxwell, falling for their bs hook, line, and sinker.

So yeah, it could have changed my life, but would it have been for the worse, or better. I'll never know, but the feeling of loss from not being able to attend has subsided quite a bit.

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Sentences I don't expect younger generations to ever understand.

I was going to watch ET on vhs, but couldn't because it was actually a betamax.

You have to learn cursive, how else will you sign your checks?

You can't call grandma until after 6 when the long distance rates go down.

Ring twice when you get home.

Be kind, rewind. 50¢ penalty fee.

I want to ride in the way back.

Be home before the street lights come on.

The tape ended. Can you turn it over, please?

Channel 20 is on UHF.

The T.V. has to be on channel 3 to play video games.

Mom, can I tear the edges off the printer paper?

The smell of a fresh ditto is the best.

It's not summer without my jellies and jams.

Hurry up! The show's back on!

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Bildad the Shuhite is workin' 9 to 5!

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what baffles me is that crowley is actually good for aziraphale. not in the sense that the good actions he does are done for aziraphale, but in the sense that crowley teaches aziraphale to be good to himself

in s2ep4 when aziraphale is looking for a magic trick to do, he first says that he can't go to the magic shop because he's not a professional conjuror. crowley disagrees, convincing him that he's a professional as he is "about to perform on the West End Stage"

afterwards when the shopkeeper calls aziraphale a "talented amateur", it's aziraphale himself who makes a point in proving that he's no such thing as he's "booked to appear in the West End"

and then when they're backstage talking to furfur aziraphale clearly calls himself a "working professional magician". over a few hours, crowley makes aziraphale confident in his own identity

not only does crowley love aziraphale (in whatever way he expresses it) but he literally makes him better. crowley, who believes he is incapable of doing good, manages to make an actual angel, better

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I don't care what anyone says. There's something fundamentally wrong with Jell-o.

I mean, look at it...

I don't trust it. It's just so unnatural, the way it jiggles.

You know what else jiggles like that?

GELATINOUS CUBES!

Wake up, people! Turn your blind eye towards the foul fiend Jell-O and see how it lies in wait. It will attack when we least expect it.

You have been warned.

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Thinking about grief and adhd, and I realized I hadn't really thought how hard grief is on people with autism. The first loss my son experienced was when he was 9, his paternal grandmother. He never cried, barely showed any emotion, I worried about it, but was just there for him. He says he barely remembers her, maybe thats why.

When he was 7, my brother got into a bad car accident, he ended up having to move in with us so I could help him get back on his feet. He lived with us for nine months before my son and I moved.

Although my brother was emotionally and verbally abusive towards me, he didn't do it to my son or in front of him, in fact they got along quite well on his better days.

When my brother passed, my son hugged me and held my hand, but again didn't cry. I figured that that was just the way he grieved.

It's been almost two years since my brother died. The other day we were playing a game that had kind of get to know you questions. As it was a game marketed for all ages, I wasn't prereading the cards. Then I pulled one that said "I wish ___ was still alive."

This hit me like a freight train, I have no idea how long I sat there, but I held in my tears and just flipped to a new card and stared to read it. My son stopped me and said "I know mom, I miss him too." Then started crying and we hugged for a bit before I said something silly to lighten the mood.

I am no longer worried about my son not understanding what death means, and know that he just grieves in his own way, and that's totally fine with me.

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Random quotes that can come out of my mouth at any given time. Pt. 1

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How are you supposed to deal with everything when the one person in your entire existence who went through everything with you, who was there your whole life, your best friend and worst enemy, is just gone?

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Grief with adhd is so weird, like, one day I'm crying from just seeing a box of Oops... All Berries, to forgetting he's gone, then I go to text him and the hurt comes rushing back.

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After a decade of pushing and advocating to get schools to work with my son's differences and moving 1000 miles to get away from toxic family, falling behind badly due to lockdown and anxiety, we finally found the right school and staff that care as much as I do, I am so happy to actually see my son come home from school smiling.

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I just remembered how my grandmother would sit in her chair, with a hand towel on her lap, and peel and eat grapefruit like they were oranges.

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Feeling very unethical today, might spread hate

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"Are you a man or a woman?"

I am a Snom.

"What gender are you?"

Friend.

"Yeah but what's in your pants?"

I don't wear pants..?

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One day, my (now-ex) husband and I were having an argument about how spoiled he was. I pointed out that he always got everything he wanted and that gave him a distorted view of the world. He argued that he in fact had NOT gotten everything he ever wanted, because his parents never got him the minibike he wanted in middle school.

This was his only example.

I stopped for a second, trying to keep in my upset laugh and replied.

"You went to space camp, I went to asthma camp, stop complaining."