i love you lab grown diamonds i love you slavery-free chocolate i love you community gardens i love you fact that the insulin patent was sold for $1 i love you locally produced meat and milk i love you streets turned into walkable parks i love you little reminders that Things Do Not Have To Be This Way and there are people working to build a better world!!
me at Olive Garden at 11:02 am staring down the elderly people impatiently waiting outside knowing we should’ve opened 2 minutes ago but my boss is in the back cheating on his wife with the girl who makes the salads and he has the key to unlock the doors
Like, sure, not being able to regulate my attention sucks, but it’s genuinely fucking nothing compared to the absolute rollercoaster of emotions I just went on because someone said something in a shitty tone, and now I’m having to actively walk myself through DBT methods lest my idiot shit for brains ‘shiny-can’t-sit-still-disorder’ drop the match on that particular bridge because the rejection sensitive dysphoria feels like my chest is burning and not being able to act on the hurt feels like I’m suffocating under the weight of emotions pushing down on me and lashing out in anger is quicker than taking the time to self soothe.
And the annoying fucking thing is I know it’s me.
I’ve done enough therapy to know my emotional response to their shittiness is overblown and dysregulated. I know I’m taking it to heart more than they could ever imagine.
And I’ve got to fucking sit with that and process it because if I don’t, I’ll be the inconsiderate cunt in this interaction and hhnnggg–wailing, gnashing, biting my thumb at you in the marketplace, etc, etc.
Fucking Christ it’s insane how that sounds just like me
I’m so glad my ranting here instead of ending a friendship on a disastrous impulse was cathartic, lol. Happy to have been of service.
Genuinely, though, so much of managing ADHD is directed toward managing our productivity; it’s fucking criminal that so little of our therapy is aimed at learning how to handle emotional dysregulation and just how fucking serious that can be when paired with impulsivity.
Drives me bonkers.
An important point that’s helped me in situations like this is having an extremely trusted person (my wife, in my case, but it could be a close friend or something) that I can turn to and say, “Is this real? Is this reaction justified? If I do something as explosive and bombastic as it’s making me feel like doing, will I regret it?”
99.9x/100 the answer is no, no, and yes. I just hate how unhinged, how untethered from reality i know I am when I get like this. And how many times I’ve not had the good sense to turn to my wife and ask these questions, and how many bridges I’ve detonated because I couldn’t stand to NOT do something..
Google how to make ibuprofen work now how to make painkiller kick in RIGHT NOW like NOW make ibuprofen start working instantaneously please please please
I hate the “Oh ur posting without tags? how is anyone supposed to find ur post🥺” warning shit tumblr does now. the hand of god will deliver me unto others
this is objectively one of the worst opinions on history i’ve ever read thank you grimes.
we need to disregard absolutely all historical accuracy and make history into a marketable fandom to sell more alexander the great plushies #profit!!!!!!
“the barbie movie critiques capitalism!” i need y'all to understand and internalize that you can enjoy things even if they’re not ideologically pure
yes insisting that matel’s glorified toy ad movie is anticapitalist is a wild assertion. but it’s also fine to enjoy the dressing-up-in-pink movie without ritualistic self-admonishment and shame. like, you can enjoy a thing and also be aware that the thing is not going to liberate us from the shackles of capitalism. both things can be true.
ALT
