i thought you guys would find this thread i wrote interesting
this is a very real problem! and unfortunately, something similar happens to people of color and adults as well. always try and tie it down to something else when, in fact, the disorder has been clearly present the whole time. it’s so damaging.
newsflash: adhd is real and everyone can have it!
please boost this, whoa.
This is a bit of a tangent, but is this person saying that hyperactivity, “chatterboxing,” and emotional volatility are the same basic trait manifested in different ways? Has that been demonstrated? Is that true for men as well as women (but with men more likely to be hyperactive)?
I’m curious about the research behind this, in part because if true, it means I actually have combined type ADHD, not the inattentive type I was diagnosed with.
That would make a lot of sense. Though I’m not aware of any research.
I also need to add again that even if two people of different assigned genders are showing exactly the same behaviors? Those are likely to get interpreted very differently, viewed through the lens of cultural gender expectations.
It’s not always even variations in presentation leading to the different diagnosis rates with ADHD, autism, or other labels. Classically hyperactive girls do exist–and they’re too often seen as having other (andfrequentlyscarier) problems, as evidenced by just how badly their behavior matches certain gendered expectations.
Mundane America. Broken pole with rope and an American Flag. Cincinnati, Ohio.
Wait. Wait.
Wait.
I know that telephone pole.
I know that telephone pole intimately because I’m the one who broke it.
Thats the pole next to Sycamore Jr. High, in between the jr high school and Pipkins, where I had my second car accident. A woman t-boned my car and drove me into that pole in 2008 and it took them years to actually take it down.
That black metal pole you see just beyond the broken phone pole is a “Now Leaving/Welcome To Blue Ash, Ohio” sign, visible at 5520 Cooper Road on google maps.
(the flag is there, btw, because its the starting point for the Blue Ash/Montgomery July 4th parade.)
The internet is so staggeringly immense that I can’t help but be disproportionately delighted when things like this happen.
“There are four main ways in which HIV medications are used as a form of HIV prevention: PrEP: A daily medication that is taken regularly (before and after exposure) to prevent HIV. It is meant to prevent HIV exposures that occur on an occasional to frequent basis. People who take PrEP might decide to take it for months or years.
PEP: A medication that is taken to prevent HIV after an exposure happens. It is taken within 72 hours of an exposure and continued for 28 days. PEP is not used for routine HIV prevention but in unexpected situations like sexual assault, blood exposures, or broken condoms.
PMTCT: PMTCT (prevention of mother to child transmission) includes methods used by HIV-positive people of any gender who want to have biological children who are HIV-negative. This includes medication taken by parents to prevent transmitting HIV to each other during conception, medication taken by the pregnant person to prevent transmitting HIV to the developing fetus, and a one-month course of medication taken by infants to keep them from developing HIV once they’re born.
TasP: TasP (treatment as prevention) is providing treatment to HIV-positive people not only to keep them healthy but to prevent HIV from being transmitted to other people. HIV-positive people who are on medication that successfully reduces the amount of virus in their body cannot pass HIV to others during sex. There are a couple of caveats here — different HIV medications work well for different people and they do not work immediately. For treatment to work as HIV prevention, the person with HIV needs to be on medications that work well for their body and needs to be taking them consistently and correctly (what this means is different for each medication but usually means once a day). In most people, the amount of virus in their body will be too low to transmit after two to three months of treatment.”
I just want everyone – ESPECIALLY you young folks – to read over this and consider that what we have here is a laundry list of options. OPTIONS.
When I was coming of age, we were still on the very tail end of the AIDS crisis. It was a death sentence. If you got it, you died, full-stop. No exceptions. Maybe you died quick, maybe you hung on, suffering, for a long long time. Probably you had been disowned, so you were dying without your biological family, and it’s quite possible many of your family of choice had died of this disease as well. Medical personnel were probably afraid of you. Everyday folks on the street most certainly were, and didn’t want resources “wasted” on treating you or preventing infection in people like you.
That people are able to survive and live pretty much normal lives and can even go on to safely have unprotected sex is not because of capital-S Science, it is because the queer community fought like all fucking hell to get this done.
This is so amazing to me. I can’t even begin to express it.
All you young folks, your queer elders made this happen, they made this world so much safer for you. And so, so many of them died doing it. Died before they could see the fruits of their labor.
Please remember and respect them. Do not stop mourning their dead. They are your dead as well. And because of them, we do not have to be so afraid.
me, watching a battle scene: please not the horses. leave them alone. they did nothing wrong. they are the only innocent ones. they don’t deserve this.
So my cat Lydia likes paper right. If I open my mail on my bed, she’s right there, walking on it, listening to it crinkle under her toes, and then laying right down. Even if I leave paper on the floor, on carpet or tile or hardwood, she’s there, curling up, standing on it, happy as can be.
And like many of my fellow fanfiction addicts, I don’t read a lot of print books, but I recently borrowed a novel that sounded a m a z i n g and I wanted to get it back to my coworker on Monday. It was going pretty well Saturday afternoon until
Every time I put this book down, whether open or closed or page up or down, she was there. Happy as can be. And so freaking cute that I didn’t want to move her, which meant I was not going to finish it.
So finally, in protest and so I could actually finish this book, I gave her another one
Fascinating how white liberals and white supremacists get along perfectly
Excuse me, but I’d really like to fucking know why somebody felt the need to put a June 2017 timestamp on a November 2016 photo taken of a Jewish journalist who was not only assigned to interview Spencer for her election night coverage article, but was also racially and sexually harassed by him during said interview:
“I feel like this is an inquisition”—when he refused to say whether Hitler was good or bad—“he’s an important historical figure”—or whether the Holocaust was good or bad, said that the anti-Semitic alt-right trolls haranguing me and other Jewish journalists were “just kids having fun,” and when he slid his finger down the back of my dress and said, “You have a slit here.” Surprised at my request not to touch me, he asked me to “calm down.”
I’d like to know why somebody thought it would be funny to take a photo of a Jewish woman who immigrated to this country as a refugee, misrepresent its context, gloss over the harassment she endured, and then compare her, a victim of white supremacy, to a fucking white supremacist.
Because I know people took Trevor Noah to task for hanging out with Tomi Lahren, but I don’t think anyone compared him to a white girl with friends in the KKK, so…
this screencap is making the rounds on twitter tonight, so just want to remind everyone of this.
Urocyon's Jaunts 2.0 
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