#auditory processing problems

[xgarlicbredx]

Ok so I got to thinking and here's my pitch for an APD (auditory processing disorder) creature. Introducing.... the 'Huh?'

Idk just a thought

[r3musmoony]

YouTube really needs to be better at captioning

[futur3lov3r]

This is nowhere near what I usually post, but can I just rant and express how fvcking annoying it is to have really severe auditory processing disorder? Like, it’s bad enough I have to wear hearing aids (they don’t make it louder, they do some suppression and isolation) + headphones all the time, and I still have to read lips when I do that, but apparently I’m “being dramatic” because I “don’t actually have any hearing problems” because I can hear, but what does it matter that I can hear if I don’t know what I’m hearing???

And you get shit from both deaf and hearing people, like deaf & HOH people telling you to “stop using our services,” and “well… but you don’t actually know what it’s like to have hearing problems,” like… yes I do??? also like, Ive really wanted to learn ASL for a long time, so that maybe, just maybe I can communicate without issues, but in the class for hearing people at my local disability services area, they always talk to teach so I couldn’t understand, yet apparently I wasn’t eligible for the non talking course with subtitles???

Not to mention, teachers not believing you, people thinking you’re stupid, people in general not believing you have hearing issues because “you listen to music” and “you sound so normal” and having to constantly explain that you have to see someone’s face to understand what they’re saying and you’ll still get it wrong a lot.

Of course I’m not saying that I’m deaf or hard of hearing, I’m just tired of not having anyone understand and being penalized for something I can’t control.

Anyways rant over, I hope some people can relate and feel seen.

[ksera-sera]

[jamie-rosemary69]

I been have issues in ASL space recent. I have fluent ASL people leave I out of conversation because think I glossing, and so ignore. Or get mad because they not like gloss. It very hard because this just how talk sometimes. It make hard to make sign friends, please stop assume semi speak people glossing, stop get mad about it please. Also stop mocking, I not know why, but I only be mocked in ASL/Deaf space. Maybe not universals maybe just Deaf space I in, but almost always mocked or copied. Please tell calmly if I say something wrong here, or if I make over generalizations, very sorry if.

(P.S. this post not creating place for ableism. You will be blocked if make ableism in notes.)

[shatnerihardlyknowher]

Guys I'm so fucking happy :( I figured put how to use live captions on my laptop and I actually know what they're saying!!!! I can actually know what my favorite songs are saying!!!!

[solarianvoidthearoace]

Does anyone know whether there are transcripts of @thecellarletters early episodes?

I got intrigued after listening to Nine to Midnight but the episode description wasn’t lying that the audio quality is, uhm, not great

I have auditory processing disorder and looking up transcripts is one of the first things I do when getting into a new podcast but I can’t seem to find any for Cellar Letters episodes 5 and ongoing (I’m still at ep. 11 for now)

From what I could understand (I was kinda distracted and the audio quali wasn’t helping, hehe) the podcast definitely has me interested and I currently hope I can grasp the full picture even without fully understanding episodes 1 to 15

[ramen-hamster]

when i say "huh?" to something you just said to me, it's not because i didn't understand what you said, it's because you started talking to me before my brain has opened the intake valve, so the beginning of your question was mashed against the blocking mechanism before the rest of it flows in

[theamphibianmen]

The cruelest joke autism played on me was making me hypersensitive to sound and then giving me auditory processing disorder.

Someone will say something I hear perfectly fine but that my brain decided was the verbal equivalent of a keysmash, think they were too quiet and say it louder, and now I want to cry because my ears hurt.

And then I have to explain to them that no, I'm not deaf my brain is just made of shrimp

[pinkkevlar]

It's super homophobic and ablist that my hearing aids are being sent out for repairs during disability pride month. Like I need those

[goopys-songs-for-neurodivergents]

The yell at the start is so pleasing ! The chords, the vibes the SCOTTY DOESN'T KNOW ! AUGH it just makes me feel like I am in on the joke. I hope y'all enjoy.

[futur3lov3r]

Omg I never expected other people to see my lil post about difficulties and stigma around auditory processing disorder, but some people did and here we are.

Tbh I really want to hear from other people with apd, and their experiences, cause I’ve actually never met another person with severe apd, so here’s a list of 10 questions if any of my fellow apd people wanna answer some!

1: when did you (or those around you) realize there was something up with your hearing?

2: does your apd come with other neurodivergency?

3: does your apd also come with specifically synesthesia?

4: what resources and accommodations have you found help best?

5: which headphones are better, in ear or outer ear?

6: how do you explain apd to those around you?

7: what is the worst thing about apd?

8: what is the best thing about apd?

9: which is worse, repetitive noises or loud noises?

10: do other people in your family have apd?

Thanks so much to anyone who responds, y’all are helping me feel less isolated!

[actuallyautisticacearo]

Auditory processing disorder means if multiple sounds I can’t hear anything so subtitles are brilliant

Reasons I like subtitles:

1. I can see how people’s names and the cities and the countries are spelled.

2. I don’t miss any words, so everything they say makes sense.

3. I get to know what background noises and conversations are.

4. The descriptions of the noises people make are freaking awesome. Ex: splutter, grunt, chuckles.

5. I can see who says what.

6. I don’t have to have the volume super loud so I can hear the dialogue, and I don’t blow my eardrums out because the ambient noises and music is SO FREAKING LOUD.

I freaking love subtitles.

[endlesslyautumn]

Auditory processing issues suck!!! I just want to understand what the sounds coming out of your mouth mean!! I am trying so hard!!

[toomuchdivergentformyneuro]

some things i didn’t realize were my ADHD until fairly recently:

(i’m probably combined type btw)

constantly starting new projects and wanting to do loads of things all at once, and then having loads of unfinished ones all over the place because i get tired of them before i can finish them and have another idea that i want to pursue

binge-reading books or whole book series within a few hours/days and not being able to think or do anything else other than that

being suddenly possessed with the urge to clean my entire room every once a month to a few months and not being able to do anything else other than that in that time when i have that urge, and getting incredibly angry and/or anxious when interrupted

being absolutely depressed, anxious, and having SI and/or SH urges/thoughts just because i’m bored, and nothing being able to solve that boredom no matter what i try to do

feeling rejected/unloved/unwanted in a ton of situations because of the way someone worded something

not being able to follow conversations because i keep getting distracted by my trains of thought, and because i can barely understand the person i’m talking to since i can’t hear what they’re saying

forgetting something i was thinking about/told/etc. as soon as i step into a new room/environment

forgetting literally everything, and learning to make lists, checking everything so many times, and thinking again and again about something to make sure that doesn’t happen

always fidgeting in some way, even when not anxious, and needing some sort of stimuli on in the background

my brain racing 90% of the time (the other 10% is when i’m extremely exhausted and my brain is shutting off/has shut off), even when i’m not anxious, and sometimes getting overwhelmed by that

forgetting something from a few seconds ago, and constantly needing to retrace my steps, whether physically or mentally

becoming really attached to someone new incredibly fast, and then feeling nothing (or not as much at least) for them once i’m adjusted to them

and many more things. i might do a part 2 another time, and just keep adding from there. but it’s incredibly astonishing to me that i only recently figured out these things and found answers for it all.

[thebluestbluewords]

Dis-like-Dysentery

I have a lot of very specific headcanons about Auradon Prep, and one of them is the fact that Jay is both a Smart Guy, and also chronically incapable of turning in assignments on time. For. Reasons.

this might be about one of those reasons.

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Carlos looks up from his plate as Jay wanders over. “Dude, where were you? We started eating without you.” 

“Talking to a teacher. I submitted an assignment wrong, or something.” 

Carlos nods. He’s got a fork dangling from one hand, and there’s a leaf stuck in his hair. Sunlit from behind, Jay’s pretty sure that he’s the prettiest boy on this side of the barrier. “Oh, man. Was it Demorra? She’s super strict about the rules, especially for the online stuff. I could’ve helped you figure it out bro, you don’t have to get through her bureaucratic shit on your own.” 

Jay sets his tray down on the opposite side of the table. “Nah. It was Williams.” 

Carlos frowns. “The international lit teacher? Really?” 

They’ve been reading through Jay’s lit assignments together. Auradon expects them to type up all of their homework, so he’s been getting by with the hacked dictation program on his laptop and locking himself in the bathroom to read his essays out loud into the program with the minimum of background noise. 

There’s a peer writing tutor who does proofreading two nights a week for free, but Jay’s not gonna take his shitty essays in to her when he’s pretty sure he’ll just get laughed right back out of the student study room for the giant default font Carlos set on his computer. 

It doesn’t exactly make reading his own assignments easier, but it doesn’t make it worse either, so they’re calling it functional for now. Auradon Prep is all about “helping students embrace their unique academic talents”, so Carlos and Evie are both being pulled for more advanced classes, which is great for them, and terrible for Jay’s essays because it’s seriously starting to cut into their free time. 

That, and the trouble they’ve been getting up to after hours. 

The assistant gym teacher still hasn’t figured out who to blame for French braiding all the climbing ropes together. 

“She couldn’t read my handwriting.” 

“Fuck.” 

That’s about the shape of it. Handwritten assignments are few and far between, but Jay can’t bullshit his way through all of them. “Haha, yeah.” 

Carlos thunks his head down onto the table. “Ugh. Fuck. I can make you a handwriting font on the computer, but that’ll make in-class assignments worse if you can’t keep it up.” 

“Yup.” 

He sits up. There’s a dent on his forehead from pressing it into the table. “Eat.” 

“Not hungry,” Jay says as cheerfully as he can manage. It’s not gonna fool Carlos, but he’s not gonna show weakness in front of the royal rabble. “Anyway, we’re not going to the honor board. She’s willing to settle it with some sorta evaluation. Have you heard of dyslexia before?” 

Carlos blinks. “Dyslexia? No. I mean. It’s gotta be dis from like, disinterested, disintegrating, some sort of anti? Or else it’s dys from like, dysentery. Some sort of illness, maybe. Lex has gotta be from lexicon, lexicography. Something to do with either anti-words or a words illness? Does she think you’re sick of words?” 

Jay shrugs. “She said it’s why I’m bad at reading. Wants me to do an assessment so she can know what’s going on.” 

Carlos already has his phone out. He’s typing with one hand, the other one curled around his plate in a defensive hunch that’s almost casual. “Huh. How’s that going for her so far?” 

Jay snorts. “Fab. Nah, she didn’t do it yet. It’s a whole special test that she’s gotta send me down to the psych for.” 

“Can you reject it?” 

“If I wanna meet with the honor board and explain why I apparently have great handwriting, but only when they can’t see me do the assignments.” 

“Fuck.” 

“Yeah. At least she was cool about it.” 

Carlos groans. “Your handwriting sucks, dude. You’re not sick of writing, you’re just— your handwriting sucks.” 

“Yeah, and my fucking reading comprehension. I—“ Jay cuts himself off abruptly as the shadow of more people falls across their lunch table. “Hey, guys.” 

Mal sets her lunch tray down on Jay’s left side, leaving Ben the spot on his right. Evie’s not eating with them today. They have other friends in theory, but between Doug’s science club buddies and Carlos’s general disinterest in socializing with other humans, they didn’t bother picking a table large enough for anyone else.  

“Sorry,” Ben apologizes, even as he’s nudging his shoulder against Jay’s. It’s nice not being the only tall one sometimes. “I couldn’t help overhearing.” 

Jay leans back into the contact. “We were talking out loud, dude. It happens. You got any hot tips for the stupid assessment I’ve gotta do later?” 

“Have you tried being better?” Mal suggests. “I find that cheating works great. I could find you a spell to let one of us borrow your hands for a few hours, and so long as you can tell us what you want to write, we can control the muscles and get better handwriting than your usual chicken scratch special.” 

“Hey.”

“Would that work if you can’t see the paper?” Ben asks curiously. 

Mal frowns. “No. Not unless I modify the spell to possess your eyes too.” 

Jay represses a shudder. “Thanks, but no thanks, M. I like my eyes in one piece.” 

Carlos is scrolling rapidly on his phone, hanging half-over the table in an attempt to get closer to the three of them. “Dude, dyslexia is a brain thing that affects how you process visual input of words— aw, shit.” 

Bad. That’s the bad-news tone. Jay’s heart drops traitorously into his stomach, which suddenly isn’t feeling the tater tots on his lunch tray. “What?” 

Carlos shakes his head. “Nothing too bad. Just, I think Williams is right. You’ve said you’re shit at reading fast cause the words all look the same, right? Like, you can’t scan to identify them, you’ve gotta sound each one out.” 

Jay smashes a tater tot with the side of his fork. The destruction doesn’t make his gut feel any better. It’s not that he’s mad, it’s just— he doesn’t want to do this. Analyzing his brain sucks. He did the whole week of required therapy that the student disciplinary council required after the stuff with Mal’s mom, and he’s so fucking done with Auradon grown-ups pretending to understand why his head’s fucked up. “Yeah, so?” 

Carlos waves the phone at him. “So that’s what this is. You’ve got a brain disorder.” 

“We can fix it, right?” 

He wiggles a hand back and forth. “Ehh. Kinda. There’s techniques to make it easier, but it’s sorta like— your brain is wired for AC power input, and words are DC. It’s a misalignment. We can make an adaptor, but we can’t rip out your brain wiring.” 

“I could,” Mal offers. “I love doing illegal magic.”