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ADHD is spending your whole life being told that you’re not doing your best and that you could do better if you tried harder and worked harder until you believe it yourself, becoming convinced that your your best work is actually only your average, and there’s a mythical, hypothetical, never-before-seen Your Best, which is surely the work of gods.
So you end up with this inflated ego and stalwart belief that you should be capable of curing cancer, discovering new planets, composing new opera pieces to take the world by storm, if you only tried harder. But for some inexplicable reason, you simply won’t put your mind and focus on it, and now you hate yourself for not being the spectacular specimen you were taught you ought to be.
And that’s why you end up having these conversations with your therapist where they are like “normal people don’t put this kind of demands and expectations on themselves”, and you dead seriously fucking answer
When a “funny” dude likes you and anytime he sees you anywhere he will be like “yoooo wassup it’s Jelissa!” (Or whatever) like “omg Miranda is here whaaaat” for literally no reason why do they do that
They are more likely to do this the more meek and shy they perceive you too. They are less likely to do this if they think you’re loud and confident. Idk what it is it’s not even necessarily bad or annoying it’s just like why.
This is a VERY sweet take and I hope it’s sometimes true
Okay I thought this behavior was annoying before but now it’s actually quite endearing thank you extroverts who want introverts to feel included.
If you’re a writer of any kind and you don’t plan to make the protagonist end up with the villain then please stop giving them sexual tension and better chemistry than the people they end up with. Please I’m begging you- I don’t know how much longer I can stand seeing a protagonist end up with a dry ass good guy when a sexy brooding man was waiting there this whole time. Please my weak heart cannot handle another disappointment.
I see many posts about how it’s okay to have a bad day or a bad week or a bad month, and I want to add that it is also okay to have a bad year or several bad years. It’s okay if it takes you longer than a day or a week to work through your problems - and even if you’ve been struggling for years, that doesn’t mean your entire life is doomed. Sometimes it takes a year, or two years, or five years or more to get better and that is okay. It’s okay if your recovery takes time. It doesn’t mean you’re failing.
