It had to be done.

@ boys

Don’t ever let anyone convince you that getting your eyebrows done, is strictly feminine, i complimented a 6'4 200 lb football player on his eyebrows before and he replied with “ thanks i just got them done i love how my skin looks really clear afterwards” and we had a discussion on the a importance of eyebrows and some fuckboy sitting by me responded with “ wtf steven you get your eyebrows done? That’s so gay!” And he respond with “ yeah i do , do you have a problem with that?!!” (Note he is a jock who is the tallest boy in my junior class and intimadates most teacher’s with his height ) and right away the fuckboy shut up , and after hearing us talk about eyebrows a couple other boys opened up, and joined in our conversation about how confident they feel after they get their eyebrows done ….. conclusion: fuck gender roles you go boys, you can still be as masculine as you want to be , AND have your brows fleeking and fuck anyone who tells you otherwise!!!

I’m so high but I don’t think that the person who posted this would be friends with a school quarterback. Is that the joke?

It's funny you say that because I was one of the most outcasted individuals during my school life -I was known on sight as the loner and kids threw their garbage at me during the first year of high school by the kids I went to elementary school with.

By grades 9 and 10 I was on better terms with the highschool quarter back than his teammates and girls in other sports teams as well as on better terms with the school gangsters/punk guys than the guys who were a grade younger or same age as me that craved their attention.

I was quiet, I was nice, I didn't pester them, and I guess they found it refreshing -if anything I was super shy in grade 9 because I started wearing hats and became a turtle. The quarterback I got along with really well because I fed him most of home ec stuff and I my demon mother harassed me about my weight all through high school -he even convinced me to eat at least half of my cooking and ignore her because it gave him lots of energy for practice and he noticed how tired I was in math.

The punks/gangsters liked that I listened and offered them out of the box ideas during our electronics class. They even clobbered one little fuckboy for attacking me during class with plastic and metal shrapnel. One particular bad day he swung at me with a plastic board and when I threw my arm back the board slipped between my elbow bones and

IT

HURT.

The teacher did nothing to him. This kid was always doing horrible shit thinking the punk guys would like him for if.

Hahahaaaa...

WRONG

Next day they came up to me as a group and told me they had a talk with the boy and that he wouldn't be bothering me anymore. I was fairly confused until the little shit came in with a pretty bad limp, a battered face, and finger brace. The kid even apologized to me.

Which of these do you find interesting?

A lot of people are super proud of relating to the last one.

Honestly, given how I see people operate on this hell site with all their passive aggressive "tests", discourse, bucket of crabs mentality, and whatever else have you the higher possibility is that even if you are quote "intelligent" I feel there's a much higher likelihood most of you are just petty, childish, manipulative, abusive little brats, and no one wants your toxic baggage in their life.

Do I have a lot of friends? Nope. I have very little faith in people and it doesn't matter how hard I try I attract those kinds of abusive people in my life and anyone decent gets driven away by them.

Do I have my own problems? Yeah, and I do everything in my power to keep those problems away from people and it's difficult when they want to help and I can't process someone reaching out to me I feel backed into a corner to have to cooperate and I get scared.

I have anger issues, I have sensory overload when in high stress, and I seclude myself away from people because I don't want to lash out at them- or that's what I perceive as what would or will happen after dealing with being gas-lighted my whole life by my mother, someone who said they were my only friend, an ex supervisor, and ex coworker. Too many people on this garbage playground romanticize abusive traits or things they've done

So, yeah. I don't try especially hard to be around people who toot their horns over not having friends because they feel people avoid their high intellect or they themselves avoid people because they just don't think they're smart enough to have around. There's something not being told truthfully there and I don't want to go looking.

Reblogging because I think this is super helpful 

!!!!! PSA that the hyperactive stuff on here (always needing to Do Something, ccaann’‘tt bbee bboorreed, etc) can wind up masked almost totally by maladaptive daydreaming, which, when you think about it, is actually a marvelous way to begin INSTANTLY doing something interesting without even having to get up and go somewhere else. Once you internalize your need for stimulation and start watchin’ the ol’ headmovies, you might LOOK like a very patient person who has no trouble sitting still when it’s required or staying on-task for extended periods of time despite setbacks and delays, but only from the outside. Inside there are tabs open with music videos and etc. playing, and you’re probably glancing back at reality only when necessary. You might look at sensation-seeking symptoms like hyperactivity and think “can’t relate” when, really, you’re just ready to return to your interior hyperactivity at a moment’s notice. @ everybody who can’t just slip out of reality when boredom threatens and who has to instead find something to entertain themselves with irl, my heart goes out to you and everyone around you because holy fuck

I wonder how many writers and other creatives are ADHD. I mean, that whole “Occupy the brain with invented narratives, characters, dialogue, and wotld-building” thing was my refuge as a child, and has become my happy place as an adult.

I’d write all day, every day, if I could arrange my life for that. Coping technique turned profession. Unfortunately, the Day Jobbe sucks up most of my creative energy, alas.

Others out there like me?

I had a teacher in high school who pulled me aside one day and thanked me for being so attentive in class, and all I could think was, “bitch I am on year three of a Harry Potter OC fanfic, I have not heard a single word you’ve said in weeks.” So, yeah, maybe.

(A couple years ago I turned up positive on an ADHD screening, but I wasn’t jittery and I don’t forget appointments so my therapist said nah, probably not. But I’m finally getting my anemia treated, and I’m starting to wonder if maybe ADHD comorbid with depression and iron deficiency, compensated for by years of refining my note-taking and planner systems, doesn’t explain an awful lot.)

Just so you know, ADHD and ADD are no longer separate diagnoses- there’s just ADHD, and subtypes (primarily inattentive, primarily hyperactive, combined). That means there’s tons of us ADHD people who aren’t hyper physically and may even struggle with fatigue and brain fog pretty badly. 

Some more exciting ADHD things include:

- I have lost this thing. When did I lose it? Where did I lose it? Did I ever have it in the first place?

- ‘I’m calling because you missed yo-’ FUCK

- the overwhelming need to be stimulated combined with getting tired of everything quickly and lacking physical energy/ the ability to concentrate 

- saying offensive or inappropriate things and then when people are like ‘what are you thinking?’ being like ‘i honestly could not tell you’

- your brain is like one of those shopfront windows with all the TVs playing different channels. at least one of them is a song.

- ‘okay you can’t leave the exam hall until 1PM, so if you finish early you’ll just have to sit there’ haha death would be kinder

- poor emotional regulation. feelings are Very Hard To Handle By Yourself and you might break things when angry, hurt yourself when sad etc

- step one: join club or society. step two: learn everything there is and volunteer for as much responsibility as possible. step three: lose interest completely and ghost or quit, ignoring desperate/confused emails and hating yourself

- “something i thought has distressed me, but i can’t remember what. let me sit down and unpack the last five minutes of mental conversation.”

“!!!!! PSA that the hyperactive stuff on here (always needing to Do Something, ccaann’‘tt bbee bboorreed, etc) can wind up masked almost totally by maladaptive daydreaming, which, when you think about it, is actually a marvelous way to begin INSTANTLY doing something interesting without even having to get up and go somewhere else. Once you internalize your need for stimulation and start watchin’ the ol’ headmovies, you might LOOK like a very patient person who has no trouble sitting still when it’s required or staying on-task for extended periods of time despite setbacks and delays, but only from the outside.“

HAHAHAHAH omg I should have seen this 15 years ago

ADHD is reading the first post in this thread, skipping all the commentary, and rebloggingbit anyway

My input is ADHD is TALKING CONSTANTLY AND UNABLE TO STOP

As someone who’s been maladaptive daydreaming since I was 3/as long as I can remember

It is EXACTLY why I write/draw/get so passionate about stories

But it’s also why as a kid no one saw blatant ADHD- I can be patient and calm but my mind is constantly on high speed daydreaming and creating and writing and it can still be very hard to focus/cope with mental exhaustion

Putting something down because you’re done with it and have it CEASE TO EXIST. You don’t put away the jam that’s less than a foot from the fridge because your mind has already moved onto something else.

Getting an idea and having it be The Only Thing You Can Think About for the next however long it takes for you to go to sleep and (hopefully) reset.

I know you have to take tumblr info posts like this with a grain if salt, but dear god

AAAAAALLLL OF THIIIIISS

They're coming to take me away

Heehee

They're coming to take me away

Hehehe

They're coming to take me away

Hohoho

To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds

And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes

And they're coming to take me away

Heehee

Hehehe

Hohoho

Anyone else?? -no? just me??