Why does being in your early 20s feel so much like only having 5 years of your life left in which you need to achieve as much as possible? why do I feel like I have an approaching deadline for success?
Wait till you hit mid 20s when you’re supposed to have everything together but you are just screaming internally 24/7.
Don’t worry. Soon you’ll hit your thirties. You still won’t have your shit together but then you’ll come to understand life just be like that
When you hit your 40′s, you won’t give a shit any more and do what you want to do.
CBC made a good documentary on adult ADHD and part of it really caught me off guard because i swear they repeated verbatim my life story for the past 3 years
My ADHD manifested in excellent in-class work. Excellent understanding in discussions. Excellent participation.
My ADHD manifested in piles of homework left undone until the last possible minute, while I stared at them, thinking; “I want to get these done. I understand the theory. It would take 10 minutes. I want to start, why can’t I start?”
My ADHD manifested in fantastic reading comprehension – nigh impenetrable focus on interesting topics the first time I’m reading about them.
My ADHD manifested in a complete inability to focus on reviews or re-reads, mind skittering sideways and away whenever anything was boring or repetitive. I sat down to study, my books open, my eyes on the text, and my brain clawing its way out the back of my head to focus on something else – anything else. Focus, focus! [No.]
My ADHD manifested in Articulating wings half-finished but still beautiful, in beautiful lineart and half-hearted coloring. In stories written passionately for days until I forgot it existed and never returned. In projects started and forgotten and started and forgotten a thousand times until my bins of project supplies piled up and my bank account shriveled down. No, it will be different this time – I LOVE this new thing. This new thing is my world, my destiny, my Everything. I CREATE and CREATE and CREATE and never FINISH.
My ADHD manifested in confusion and surprise as time slithered away, hours passing like minutes and minutes seeming endless by contrast. An inability to gauge how much time had passed, was left, a task would take. An inability to hold dates in my head, because time didn’t feel consistent or even real.
My ADHD manifested in watching someone talk and not understanding a word they said – literally hearing sounds and translating out only nonsense. In thoughts so loud I couldn’t speak coherently. In a conversation across the room shattering an idea I was trying to hold. It’s hard to think when you’re already thinking about everything around you.
I think we all know why this isn’t taught universally.
I took a self defense course in college and they taught us this, and when I told it to my then-boyfriend, he laughed and said it was too extreme. That should’ve been my first red flag tbh
the fact that she doesn’t say “so he won’t do it” she says “when you’re in court” is terrifying
Not everyone in a date rape situation is conscious/sober, and then the court will use someone having not injured the rapist as an excuse for why it didn’t happen.
Not everyone can also react with violence especially if frightened.
Some rapists react violently to resistance.
Women are already taught stuff like this anyhow, and has it worked?
My Mamaw grew up in a pretty abusive situation. Between some of the things her younger sister has said and some things she let slip after the dementia set in, it sounds appalling.
Anyway, one of the ways she dealt with that was by concluding that people just didn’t love their children back then, as a matter of course–but things have totally changed since she was a kid. Which is honestly pretty upsetting.
I just saw another post that struck me very much the same way. It sounds like the OP has had some terrible experiences, but I don’t think it’s really a more generalized common thing. Thankfully.
ok it would make my fucking LIFE if a jacked cat came up to me for a petting
I’m pretty sure that cat is morbidly obese. It needs a diet because it could fucking die
I’m surprised that the cat is still walking
Don’t worry, @masochist-incarnate the cat has a muscle issue (you can see it in grey hounds) that makes it’s muscle double over, causing the muscular look. It’s completely healthy other than a birth defect.
my shit brain: i’m so bad at this, i just can’t do it-
me, a learning, growing human being whom believes in her own potential: yet bitch!!!!
you’ve been tricked by the education system into thinking that your worth is based on your ability to do the thing Right Now on the First Try, but here’s the big secret: everyone sucks at shit when they first try it, including the people who then get really good at shit. if little baby you had given up on talking because you fucked up on the first try, you wouldn’t know how to talk. and if your favorite singer/artist/whatever gave up because they fucked up on the first try, they wouldn’t have made that thing you love. so stop shitting on yourself for failing and get excited about learning a new skill instead! be bad at things!! have fun being bad at them!! that’s how you get better!!
There was this episode of Monk where he joined a painting class, drew one line, and then despondently said “I ruined it”, and that show may have had a lot of problems but fuck me if I haven’t been going back to that Mood for ten years solid now
quick note: autistic ace/aro people aren’t problematic or perpetuating stereotypes because they are real people living their lives and not fictional characters written by somebody drawing upon stereotypes. They are also not in the wrong for wanting to see themselves represented in media.
also: our ace/aro identities aren’t rooted in our autism and therefore there is nothing wrong with wanting both our identities seen at the same time.
I want my autism and aromanticism acknowledged, supported and celebrated at the same time; this should be a given. But I am aro to large degree because I am autistic, and I need this relationship acknowledged more than it is.
I find it difficult–impossible, actually–to run this blog and talk about my aromanticism without referencing my autism. My aromanticism is caught up in my dislike of touch, in finding rules about what is and isn’t romantic to be absurd and nonsensical, my inability to perform or experience emotions and behaviours that are deemed romantic by allistic society, my difficulty in emotional connections with other people. Autism and aromanticism are linked enough for me that I’ve been feeling the need for the aro-spec equivalent of autigender, because I am aro, and I am autistic, and often they can and should be discussed separately, but just as often they are so entwined it makes better sense to state that my aro-spec identity is autism-flavoured aromanticism.
I am hyper-conscious of the fact that I am risking alienating allistic aros when I bring autism into aro spaces like this one, and having a specific autistic-aro identity, one that slots underneath the aro umbrella as another way of being aro, would make me feel more comfortable as an autistic aro in aro spaces. It’d let me be autiaro (or maybe autiromantic?) in the same way other aro-specs are demi or quoi or greyro or arovague; it’d give me space to talk about the specific feels and experiences I do have.
(Side note: conventional terms like “arovague” and “nebularomantic” don’t centre the autism aspect of aromanticism flavoured by neurodivergency enough for me. I’m glad both words exist, but they’re not quite for me.)
Are all autistic aros going to feel that way? No, and that’s awesome. Just like, despite the fact that I am genderless, I feel no need for the newly-coined word “arogender” because I don’t feel my lack of gender and my aromanticism to be linked this way, but that doesn’t negate the feelings of those who want or need it (and should be able to discuss this relationship as an aro-spec experience in aro-spec spaces). We all have a wonderful diversity of identities that fit together in a variety of shared, unique and individualistic ways, and a healthy community supports and celebrates this.
Blanket statements about what we are not, even in response to stereotypes that harm us, do nothing to foster the diverse community we’re trying to build.
We need a better social construct for responding to stereotypes or assumptions that harm us that isn’t a blanket denial of said stereotype ever being relevant. The problem is that the stereotype is treated as universal by outsiders who use this–a stereotype comprised of qualities they consider harmful for other reasons, often relating to another experience of marginalisation–to dismiss, diminish and deny aros as human individuals and as a community.
We need a way of saying something like this:
Treating all aro-specs, or people/characters coded as aro-spec, as fitting any given stereotype is erasing and damaging, because it denies aro-specs agency and validity in being, like any other community, a wide, wonderful, diverse collection of people. On this basis alone, we object to its use. We acknowledge, however, that the stereotype may and can apply to individual aro-specs. We will also acknowledge that there is nothing inherently harmful in being an aro-spec person who fits said stereotype, because they harm us most often by taking qualities associated with other experiences of marginalisation and applying them to aro-specs, or people/characters coded as aro-spec, as an indication of our assumed inhumanity. We will not diminish or erase otherwise-marginalised people–especially otherwise-marginalised aro-specs–who are also hurt by this stereotype in our fight against the pain of stereotypes used by others to hurt us.
Because our current conversations in rejecting damaging stereotypes with blanket “we aren’t this” statements, speaking as someone who fits several negatively-regarded stereotypes about being aro and autistic and aro, do nothing but make a world where I still don’t get to exist.
right? like I’m 22 and curvy and I’ve still been mistaken for as young as 14 because I have a baby face and I’m short. that sure as hell doesn’t make me child coded, nor does it make other adults that are attracted to me pedophiles because that’s fucking absurd! I think that my own experiences are why I tend to headcanon characters like Pidge as older than they are in canon, because I like to think that they’re just very young looking adults like me.
I’m 23 and people tell me I look 15-16 and if anyone suggested that I was childlike(I get enough of that from exclusionists and aphobes) or that it was wrong for my partner to find me sexually attractive I would literally scream.
Antis are all about robbing women of any sexual agency and it’s sickening.
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