#executive dysfunction examples

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

Executive Dysfunction

I CAN Network Ltd

[freakwiththeknifecollection]

"Eat the frog for breakfast" IS great advice IF you're not neurodivergent. Sometimes, to get out of that executive dysfunction funk, you need to get the ball rolling with something fun first. Silence that voice in your head that says "but I really should do [x] first..." says who?? Who cares what order things are done in, as long as they're done. Do the fun thing first, it makes the frog go down easier

[gaylightisminetocommand]

All i really need to do today are two tasks that will take maybe ten minutes each but by god i will make them take longer than necessary

[cassarson]

Do any of y'all have adhd and bipolar or know of any good accounts of what having both is like? I've noticed that I've been having some seriously abnormal moods recently, and the more I look into it, the more I think that it looks a lot like bipolar, but I'm not sure how it would interact with my adhd, or even if there's anything other than my adhd going on at all. Feel free to DM me if you don't want to talk about it publicly

[eleanorfenyxwrites]

Can we hear about Jingyi please!!

Always (✿◡‿◡) - This is a direct follow-up from what I posted for WIP Wednesday this week!

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“It is time for you to return to Shufu, Jingyi. Would you like to play with A-Yuan again tomorrow?”

“Yes please,” Jingyi replies, because even if he still doesn’t like Lan Yuan very much he won’t pass up the opportunity to come play with the rabbits or his too-loud games that he can’t play anywhere else. It doesn’t even matter if Lan Yuan doesn’t want to play them with him or not – he’s plenty good at entertaining himself if he’s got the chance, so he’ll take it.

“Mn. Will you promise me you will go directly to Shufu from here? I must stay here with A-Yuan.”

“Yes, Hanguang-Jun!”

“Good boy, Jingyi. Go now, Shufu needs your help.”

The praise and the promise of being needed – genuinely needed, not just tolerated – both do wonders to get his focus turning away from his aborted games and to what the rest of the afternoon will hold, and so he bows quickly to Hanguang-Jun and Lan Yuan both before he goes running out of the clearing, legs buzzing and chest huge and full of light for all the energy that he’s finally allowed to let loose instead of bottling, bottling, bottling until he feels like he’ll explode.

He’s sensible enough at least to slow back down to a walk when he reaches the edge of the common areas, but his brisk footsteps still border close enough to ‘hurrying’ that he earns a few sideways glances on his way to Lan-xiansheng’s office. Jingyi doesn’t care. Lan-xiansheng needs him, needs his help with his extremely important work running the Sect, so Jingyi feels like a little rushing is okay when he’s got an important job to do. Something meaningful, not just another chore to get him out of the way.

“Lan-xiansheng!” he greets upon sliding the door to the man’s office open with a noisy clatter, grin wide enough to feel like it’s going to split his face in half. “I’m here!!”

“So you are,” Lan-xiansheng replies without looking up from whatever he’s reading. “Come in and shut the door Jingyi, I’ll send you back out in a few moments.”

Jingyi does as instructed, shutting the door a bit more carefully than he’d opened it before he steps further into the room with his hands tucked neatly behind his back. He takes a few deep breaths, trying to hide how out of breath he is from his time spent playing at top speed and then power walking through the Sect to get here, but he soon becomes aware of Lan-xiansheng’s piercing gaze on him so he figures he’s not doing a good job of hiding it.

“You played with Lan Yuan.”

It isn’t a question but Jingyi nods anyway, a little wary suddenly that just because Hanguang-Jun said it’s okay doesn’t mean Lan-xiansheng will agree with him.

“Will you do so again tomorrow?”

“Can I?” Jingyi asks, stomach beginning to sink.

“You may. I will arrange for water to use for combing your hair afterwards from now on,” Lan-xiansheng harumphs and goes back to whatever he’s doing at his desk. Jingyi’s hand flies to his hair, feeling around for all the little baby hair flyaways he’s sure are sticking to his sweaty forehead and finding that his ribbon is crooked as well. He flushes a bit and does his best to fix it without any way to see himself.

“Thank you, Lan-xiansheng,” he says with a little bow once he’s a little more presentable. Lan-xiansheng gestures for him to step closer, and once he does so he turns the folded letter in his hand to show him the name printed on the front.

“Do you know Lan Yishan-laoshi?”

“Mn!” Jingyi nods emphatically, excited to be able to say yes. “He teaches talismans to the shixiongs and shimeis!”

“He does. Deliver this letter to him, and once you have done so you may ask him any single question you have about talismans. Report back to me with your question and his answer, and we will discuss it. Repeat that.”

“Find Lan Yishan-laoshi without running. Give him your letter. Pick one good question about talismans to ask him, do my best to remember his answer. Then come back here without running, tell you what he said as best as I can, and then we will talk about what I learned.”

Lan-xiansheng blinks at him but his expression doesn’t change, so Jingyi doesn’t know what he’s thinking to make him pause before he says, “Good. Go.” Jingyi takes the letter and tucks it safely in the fold of his robes before he bows to Lan-xiansheng with a grin and takes off like an arrow across the room, throwing the door open again with a bang before he remembers he’s supposed to be going slow and jerks to a stop on the porch to close the door nicely behind him.

[cicidraws]

how tf do i explain pathological demand avoidance thati deal with without my dad using the explaination against me and thinking im being a bratty person who just wants to ignore things on purpose???

[dykeyuu]

i spent 7 hours studying for one subject today no problem and even had fun doing it + im trying to imagine what middle/high school would’ve been like if i’d been properly medicated

[barnbridges]

frankly, i wish MY autistic burnouts were caused by shit as real as hiding that my 5 friends murdered someone.

[blujayonthewing]

I WANT!! to be a person who does little dnd doodles immediately after sessions and I WANT to be a person who nature journals regularly and I WANT to be a person who brings watercolors to colorado and actually uses them I WANT to do art casually and freely and joyfully as a reflection and extension of being an active participant in the world!!! FUCK!!!!

[abluehappyface]

Actually, now that I think about it, I don't think I mind being useless

[ghost-roads]

i hate watching queer eye because my space is just as filthy and messy as some of the people on there, because i got mentol ewlness innit + i can't afford a big house/flat with loads of storage to keep things organised. so my clothes are on the floor, my dishes pile up for weeks or months, i don't clean the floors etc. and i can guarantee that watching 5 grown ass millionaires go through my stuff and gag at my mess and make fun of my sense of style or the knick knacks i keep etc would like. definitely not help. it would make me worse. i feel horrible just watching them do that to someone else. messy spaces/hoarding/etc should not be met with ridicule, even just in passing (i know they don't dwell on that and it's just a jokey joke at the start of the episode before they move on to actually trying to help or whatever but it's still there). like that's just mean idk

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

ADHD & Executive Function

Future ADHD

[scottapez]

HANGING OUT W/ AN IRL FRIEND MORE OFTEN AS OF LATE AND APPARENTLY WE WERE BOTH HEAVILY SUSPECTING THE OTHER WAS NEURODIVERGENT

[m-eowdy]

Im like. Reverting to 15 y/o me problems. Idk. But things i havent struggled with in a while are back for some reason

[savingoursanity]

I think people underestimate the notion that there are times when you can either have a good attitude or do the thing, because you physically, mentally, emotionally, cosmically cannot do both.

Sometimes things need to get done, but also sometimes you just aren't having any of it no matter how chipper or mature or rational or reasonable you usually are.

So if it takes you swearing like a sailor under your breath as you take out the trash in order for you to not burst into tears from life overload then that's what it takes.

[melonpond]

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa