

Hey hey, same on a few of these.
Saline tastes like rubber bands smell, in my opinion.


Hey hey, same on a few of these.
Saline tastes like rubber bands smell, in my opinion.


My friends have called me sensitive to everything. Apparently most people don’t love walking through neighborhoods just to smell other people doing laundry? Hahahaha. I love it.
I’ve wanted some really excellent headphones for a while now, but it’s haven’t yet been at a place/time where I can pull the trigger. It will definitely happen one day


Wah! Yep. My bad, hahaha. Brain toot


Lmao. Yeahhhh, I always get a crick in my neck because I try to watch all the work they’re doing. It’s fascinating


I hear bats, absolutely. I can hear electronics as well, and some are just so frustrating. I’ve never heard a dog whistle, as in I’ve literally never seen one in person, but there’s a house near to me that has a warning thing when someone approaches their yard, probably to ward off dogs? But my god, it’s loud and high. I try to avoid that route at all costs.


I have a heart condition that I get an ECG (electro cardiogram) done for every 6 months or so. It’s just an ultrasound on your heart. They always take mine from a bunch of different angles and a bunch of different types of pictures.
But I was recently in the hospital and told the technician that their machine was loud. She looked baffled. I told her I can hear the ultrasound and hers is the loudest I’ve encountered. Apparently I’m the only person she’s ever done work on (or however to say that) that’s been able to hear it.
So I guess that is my super power. Or I’m just autistic, as apparently many autists can hear very high pitched noises.
But the ultrasound is pretty cool. The frequencies and the pitch will change depending on what photo mode they’re in. Like a doppler mode is all pewpewpewpewpew while the normal mode is all eeeeeeeeeeeee. Lol. It’s hard to explain.


So many keyboard shortcuts.
Tab, end, shift+home, del
I delete things en masse that I don’t mean to, just out of habit.
I’ve been at my current job for four years now. For three years I enjoyed it, but then came a new process. I want to quit but the circumstances aren’t right right now. I just can’t stand this newer process, it’s just mind bogglingly bad. And every part of it is like the exact antithesis of what I can accomplish easily with my ADHD. Not that I’m hiding behind my diagnosis, but it just feels like every step of every single thing I have to do is in direct contrast to things I have the ability and executive function for. I want to scream.
I don’t know if there is active prevention, but I’m about to ask my boss to have a meeting to tell her that I am falling way behind because of this switch up. Basically cry for help - but really rather than help,I hope I can just fill a vacancy that deals with our legacy records and data, where my mind works.


This is the version I know. Definitely a banger song
But electric eels aren’t eels


Dance like nobody’s watching. Get that stanky leg goin


I was. I was scared for the other person, similar to another commenter. Without me, they were going to have nothing. But I got sick of setting myself on fire to keep them warm, and I was crawling out of my skin with misery.
Our divorce will be finalized soon and I feel better than ever. Now that I’m on the other side of it all and healing, I just can’t believe how long I stayed. No one in my support network liked them and honestly I really don’t like them either, now that I’m gone.
And despite all of my fears of them being destitute and depressed, they’ve realized they’re a freaking adult and can stand on their own two feet. Crazy how that works


I was curious too so I looked it up.
Pens. Lighters. And razors for shaving. Mostly the single use ones.
But also
BIC has drawn criticism for maintaining its business operations in Russia after the Russian invasion of Ukraine in February 2022.
:C
I was looking for L’hopital


More of an answer to the title question, but absolutely.
I left home at 18 to join the military, but my high school friends were still close knit. We’ve grown apart, but there are so many wild differences in the group as a whole now that we’re full fleged adults and have been for a little bit. We’re all so different now, it’s pretty wild.
One had a kid early in her 20s and struggled to get through schooling while raising a kid and supporting her household. She found solid work and had to drop her degree to focus on that. One got into a big company and has fast tracked promotions until moving to another company for big money. Once settled into that, had kids and now is living the classic American upper middle class lifestyle. One happened upon an internship that completely changed her degree trajectory and now she’s incredibly happy in a position no one would have expected for her. I don’t know if kids are on the menu, but she’s certainly enjoying traveling for now.
And then I’m sort of starting all over after ending a long term relationship and moving and getting a new group of friends locally and and and.
So absolutely everyone has hugely different priorities. Maybe not as self centered as your mate’s, but life has really worked all of us into different paths.


Cleaning. With ADHD I cannot manage enough executive function to do things well, so good enough is good enough.
For example, I hate laundry, it’s the worst chore. But I’ve created shortcuts that are all stupid and mediocre, but it makes the chore doable. I don’t fold my shirts, they just go in a bin, I don’t fold shorts or tank tops, I don’t do much for pants. I don’t care about wrinkles and it’s at least clean and put away and that’s good enough


My first car was $12k USD off the lot.
I just bought a new car after nearly two decades of my first and it was $42k. It’s not even anywhere near upper end, it’s one of the most basic daily drivers there are.


I’m gonna guess Game of Thrones


The therapist I’m seeing now is big on this kind of thing. Not so much as the OP where we’re trying to feel emotions in the body, but more that we’re trying to feel the reactions and bigger emotions in the context of time. As in “How old is this part of you that feels this?”
It’s very helpful, in my opinion, because it’s allowing me to heal parts of myself that suffered the trauma, and it’s allowing the PTSD to feel less like a jump scare and more like an understanding.
Are you able to smell ants? I have a friend who can track them down in their house and they have a hard time with odors too