Tag: mental illness

twistedrunes:

I remember years ago listening to a doctor speak on the radio and something stuck with me ever since. I’m paraphrasing but the gist was this:

When someone who has been sad, distant, not themselves for a while suddenly starts going out of there way to see people, often giving them gifts or possessions don’t assume they got ‘better’. This is the time to really ask them if they are okay; to reach out and not simply accept the answer of ‘fine’ or ‘great’ or ‘never better’. Because for some people the relief of having made the decision to end their life can make them happy, euphoric even. 

He pointed out that often this change in the person is such a relief to their friends and family after having seeing someone they love suffer, they just don’t realise what has caused the change and frankly they don’t want to ‘rock the boat’ because they are just so happy to have the person they love ‘back’. But in reality, the person they love is saying goodbye. 

During the interview, he told the story of a colleague (back when he had a factory job before he became a doctor) who had been depressed for a long time. One day he came in and was really happy, people kept commenting on how good it was that he wasn’t sad and grumpy anymore. He gave people some of his things, took people to lunch. Went home and killed himself. 

He explained that when the police came to talk to people, they told him it was a common story they heard “but they were so much better.” 

So be there for your friends and family. Tell them what they mean to you. Let them talk to you without fear of judgement. LISTEN. Suggest people get help if you think they need it. 

Finally, let me add: The world will not be better off without you in it. You matter. You will be missed. Please don’t harm, hurt or kill yourself. 

transmerlins:

i think that… approximately 100% of the time, parents, teachers, etc… have this misconception that neurodivergent kids & teens don’t know anything about how to handle their neurodivergence.

for years, i suffered through people making suggestions of things that were things i had done, and either weren’t worth the effort or they actually made things worse. i told them this, and if i was still having any issues with the same problem they’d say something about “well if you’re not gonna listen to any suggestions…” when I did. they’re the one who didn’t listen when i told them that doesn’t work for me. They assume that because I didn’t try it in front of them (which is often impossible), I never tried it.
I tried doing my homework as soon as I got home. I tried doing my homework at the table, I tried working where I was comfortable. I tried listening to music, I tried working in silence. I tried using a planner, I tried setting reminders on my phone, I tried. I tell people that I have executive functioning issues and they say that I have to work on it like I haven’t been doing that as long as I’ve had to do things and it’s so much better than it was before. I’m as able as I am now because I’ve spent 18 years working on it.

One of my friends has ADHD, and at one point when her grades dropped her parents took her phone, despite her telling them that the only way she can focus on her homework is to listen to music, for which she needs her phone.

I was in a study hall with another friend, who also has ADHD. Sometimes, they would be able to focus and do their work. Others, they would end up being entirely unable to and would do other stuff. The “instructional support” person would start bothering them about it, insist that they try. As if they hadn’t already done so.

I am tired of watching people assume that neurodivergent people aren’t trying, or we haven’t tried. We’re always trying.

My dad would reply to this, “Yes, you’re very trying” and honestly that just fucking makes it worse. We are not a burden, and we are doing our best.

patchworkheart:

britts-galaxy-brain:

wow-unrelatable:

People with personality disorders aren’t inherently abusive
People with personality disorders aren’t inherently manipulative
People with personality disorders aren’t inherently controlling
People with personality disorders aren’t inherently rude
People with personality disorders aren’t inherently bad

Stop calling people bad because of their mental illnesses, and stop using your mental illness as an excuse to be abusive

Two of my best friends have diagnosed sociopathic tendencies, and they’ve been the most steadfast, compassionate people in my life.

One of my crushes has BPD and is autistic, and she’s a fucking warrior that’s been through absolute hell and still manages to love people incredibly deeply even though it scares her.

It’s not what you deal with, it’s how you handle it.

THANK YOU, JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.

Also good for those of us with personality disorders, too. Y’all need to internalize this.

red–thedragon:

bettsplendens:

wireslide:

spacegroceries:

dreamlogic:

types of dissociation:

  • existing but a little to the left
  • am i crossing my eyes or is everything just blurry?
  • clipped right thru the floorboards
  • what the fuck is a “body”
  • i have too many bodies at once and they’re trying to start a fight club. how many arms are humans supposed to have again?
  • floam
  • sounds fake but ok
  • pick two: harsh noise, dial up tone, cantina theme [10 hour version]
  • 360 no scope
  • the atmosphere is lighting me on fire very, very slowly.
  • someone: “wow! you handled that stressful situation so well! so cool and competent!” me, unaware that anything happened: “i what now”
  • *forgets to breathe for 5 hours*

feel free 2 add ur own

  • god used console commands to disable me but im still here what the fuck thats not fair
  • a drawn out, slowed, warped scream as my only thought for hours
  • is the Void™ trying to talk to me again is or is that just tinnitus 
  • someone: “yo im talking to you” me: *dialup tone for a brain for the last 4 hours*
  • im eating food now and i have no idea where it came from did i make this also where am i
  • social overload with one friend and their friends (i.e. strangers) = me astral projecting into the clouds and being relatively unresponsive
  • why does it feel like im wrapped in tinfoil and styrofoam who thought this was a good idea
  • i had that in my hands 2 seconds ago but now im looking at the clock its been 20 minutes i have no idea where that went and i have to leave
  • Bethesda programmed me
  • One Night at Murlaco’s on repeat
  • How am I moving forward I don’t have feet
  • every time I want to buy wine it’s sunday and I live in The South (a.k.a. HOW IS IT ALWAYS SUNDAY?!)
  • existing but a little to the back and also slightly up
  • helium brain
  • everything is zoomed in slightly and kinda bright and also warped
  • everything is Bent
  • someone else’s cramps are happening in my general vicinity
  • uuuuuuuuuuuuuh
  • life is a movie and im a terrible protagonist
  • colors but backwards
  • i can hear you guys think but i dont know what you’re thinking so it all just sounds like gibberish
  • being asleep, except not
  • the voices are still going. had they ever stopped. 
  • everything is too much always
  • everything riiiiiiiiight under the skin is itchy. not the skin itself, right underneath it where scratching does NOTHING
  • I was doing something. when was I doing it and what it was, I don’t know, but something was happening at some point
  • third-person camera view
  • wait is this a human body?

backuppixiedust:

sometimesyouhavetobebrave:

mememic-bry:

mememic-bry:

mememic-bry:

executive dysfunction is telling yourself for two and a half hours that you need to shower bc you smell like your workplace and you absolutely Cannot do Anything Else until you shower, doing Any Other Thing before showering is illegal!!! but you still haven’t for some reason??? you’ve just been sitting on your bed in a towel scrolling tumblr for 2+ hours thinking “I need to shower right now immediately” and growing increasingly frustrated that you are still not clean and you haven’t eaten or done your laundry either

ok actually no I’m reblogging this because a) I am clean now (and I smell amazing, thank you), and b) I had a heckin Realize and I wanted to share it with y’all in the hopes it’ll help someone else with a brain like mine.

I figured something out about myself a long time ago– it’s only just now occurred to me that I was in fact solving a problem caused by executive dysfunction, and I haven’t been implementing this solution lately because my brain went “that’s a relatively new term to me and therefore a Different problem that requires a Different solution”. thanks a lot, brain.

anyway, long long ago, before I knew these fancy schmancy Official words, the problem, as I phrased it to myself, was such: 

sometimes I get Stuck. I was doing something, or on my way to doing something, and then… I just. got stuck.

“Stuck” looks like refreshing my feed or dashboard repeatedly. or it looks like staring at a spot on the wall. or chewing my fingernails. or picking at a stubborn sticker. all the while, my brain drifts through various unrelated topics I wouldn’t be able to recall if asked. sometimes I can get Stuck for hours before realizing I am Stuck. sometimes I get so Stuck that I go to bed that way (feeling especially bad for being unproductive) and I have to just reset everything by sleeping.

one day I asked myself, “why is this happening? why am I stuck, right now, at this moment in time?” the answer, as it turns out, was pretty simple: I was trying to make a decision, and I got distracted. I haven’t moved forward because I haven’t answered that one question or made up my mind.

let me rephrase this in terms of executive dysfunction: many people have expressed that it feels like knowing you need to do a thing but not feeling “ready” to do it. many with ADHD may also be familiar with the feeling of needing things to be “just so” before you embark on a task- you need your setup to look a certain way, or you need to set a timer, or have the right music playing, etc.

when I get Stuck it’s often because I got lost somewhere in that setting-up process, and my brain took the opportunity to nyoom off into Distraction Town.

getting myself Unstuck is solved, 95% of the time, by tracing my steps back to the original decision I was trying to make- often something small and inane- and then troubleshooting from there. (out loud! verbal processing is totally punk.) 

  • “what was I trying to do?” 
  • “was I trying to decide between two things?” 
  • (the answer’s usually yes.) 
  • “what were they?” 
  • “okay, let’s decide. 
  • “okay, that’s settled. let’s move on.”
  • and then I am free as a bird to nyoom in the direction of The Thing I Wanted To Do All Along, in the amazingly disorganized, scattered, yet rapid-fire way that I do many things.

so!!! in the case of my first post, where I hadn’t showered for 2 hours? turns out I had been trying to decide what music to listen to in the shower. (another hack: my chances of getting Stuck while showering decrease by 75% if I have music playing to help me keep track of time.) I couldn’t immediately make up my mind, got lost in thought, got distracted, and drifted. once I stopped and asked- “why am I stuck?”-  then I remembered- “oh yeah! I wanted to listen to music”-  and then decided- “I want to listen to Daft Punk’s Discovery album”- I was finally heckin able to shower. and also eat, and also throw my clothes in the dryer.

and may I add I only zoned out once, during the slow part of “One More Time.” 😛

I’m not saying this is a foolproof method. sometimes I don’t have a reason for being stuck, and that’s okay! I’m also not saying this is how every adhd brain works. it’s just how my brain works, and I’m sure there’s at least a few who can relate. for those few, I hope this helps!!

a lot of people are reblogging the original post without the update and leaving frustrated comments and that makes me sad! if I can find ways to hack my brain than so can you! executive dysfunction is a real and frustrating challenge, but don’t buy the lie that there’s no way to work with it or around it!!!

!!!!

This sounds really useful and for some reason, I’m also really happy to find out that I’m not the only person who uses music to keep track of time

Yep, I do this too. My parents hated it when I lived with them (because we’re all ADHD with different music needs and I tend to shower late), but after I moved out I can play music to do stuff whenever the hell I want, and I’m much better at getting things done!

forwhateveryouwant:

overlyobsessivefangirl:

forwhateveryouwant:

forwhateveryouwant:

forwhateveryouwant:

I’m 85% sure Batman has really really bad Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

Not, “keep things tidy” or “wash my hands until they bleed” but, like, his obsession with being Batman and fighting crime is driven by fear. The repeating thought of “if I don’t become this bat vigilante then people will die” is… irrational. But he doesn’t see it that way. He trains. He can’t not train. If he doesn’t then people die. He pushes himself to the brink of death, pushing himself beyond the limitations of his body because if he relents for just a moment people will die. It’ll be his fault. He needs to be out on the street every night. He needs to train every day.

Without people like Alfred, his obsession would’ve killed him within the first year. That’s not normal. He literally cannot stop himself from going out and fighting crime. He tried to stop being Batman before, but he always come back to it. He’s too afraid. He needs to be Batman. It’s all he thinks about.

By all means he should be dead. He’s basically insanely smart and lucky.

Thinking he’s personally responsible for the deaths in Gotham is his obsession. His compulsion is to train all the time and to go out every night to fight criminals.

Batman definitely has obsessive compulsive disorder.

Other examples of his irrational ways of thinking include

“I need to be miserable and alone.”

“Using a gun makes me as bad as the serial killers”

“Killing no matter the circumstance will turn me into someone like the Joker.”

In a DC Nation comic they put multiple hero’s sanctuary files, Batman being one of them, and at the bottom listed their diagnoses conditions.

Damn I’m good

probablydragonrpgideas:

probablymonstrousrpgideas:

inkskinned:

alright don’t be mad but. i never read the great gatsby. i know i was supposed to. yes, it was assigned to us. i even know, more or less, what happens in the book. technically, i wrote an essay about it, i think, once or twice. 

at the time, i hadn’t read any book assigned to me. ever. it wasn’t that i didn’t like to read. i loved reading. but homework took place in a function of my brain that i couldn’t access. i would sit in libraries or at my desk and just. not do my homework. i spent hours like this, days like this, years like this. just not doing what was assigned to me, no matter the consequences, no matter how badly i wanted to be doing it. i just wouldn’t. and i wouldn’t go to class because i didn’t want to deal with the fact i didn’t do the homework. and then i wouldn’t get the homework. so i didn’t do it.

i remember realizing while i was doing college applications that i had actually, real-life fucked up. that it was permanent, what i had done. that i had a C- of an average and no future to look rosy at. and i still couldn’t make myself do things. i tried to submit applications only to realize i’d shoved off the date to the very last moment. and i was fucked.

it takes me three years and two transfers and three new starts before i am actually real-life trained how to study, how to read, how to enjoy being assigned things. 

and i watch parents of my students yell at students for being the same person i was six years ago: screaming at an A-, confused at skipped classes, punishing missed homework. and these students don’t have an answer. they just don’t do things. even if they want to. and they look at me, confused and defeated and without an answer for their parents. “i just can’t,” i hear a lot, and i understand.

parents don’t like “executive dysfunction” as a reason. “anxiety” and “depression” are often misdiagnosed as “procrastinating” and “lazy”. kids just learn they’re like this. that they’re always going to be. that it’s their fault, permanently. they are surrounded by books they didn’t read. and it doesn’t feel good. it feels like suffocating.

today i started “the great gatsby.” i promise. one day, it’ll feel easy.

I don’t usually reblog things that have nothing to do with RPGs, but I want as many people as possible to see this. This exactly applies to me, even to this day.

I agree with monstrous. I rarely post outside of ttrpg ideas and dragon stuff, but this is so god damn important.

Here’s the other thing: It’s okay. You will survive this. If you can’t do the whole thing, do part of it because “anything is better than a 0″ is worth a lot more than you think. And if you can’t do it at all, not even work around it…then it’s okay. There are other opportunities. As long as you’re kicking, there will ALWAYS be more chances, and the next time around you’ll have a better idea of what you need to do to succeed. It doesn’t have to be 100%, even then.

It’s okay.