My problem has always been that I find breathing too boring to ever manage to focus on it for any length of time.
My problem has always been that I find breathing too boring to ever manage to focus on it for any length of time.
Fight swastikas with loss
I don’t like it, haven’t really needed it, prefer public transport and have terrible motor skills.
I really enjoyed reading your story. It’s honest about your faults and kind to yourself at the same time. I hope I can find a way to see my own life in a similar way.
I get it, most of my life I’ve had episodes that are more like yours, and my brain just found this and it doesn’t want to let go for a reason. The first couple of months I thought it was the best escape, but once I realized I couldn’t stop, I’ve been despairing. I feel like I’m going mad but more quietly rather than explosively.
Daydreaming. I’m sick of it, but I keep going there.
I never knew I wanted to know this much about centaurs.
I don’t see anything mentally unhealthy about what you do, sounds cool.
A small pond the size of a large pond
I get this on my toes on cold days. It always freaks me out even though I know what’s going on.
I’m an old millennial AuDHD and I have to resist the urge to use bold and italics everywhere for different kinds of emphasis. I’d use even more variations when available (text size, colors).
When I was younger, I used to do the same in analog form with multi colored pens when taking notes.
You painted these yourself? They look so good! (I haven’t seen the originals).
I find it even better when you think about the oxygen instead of the food, since babies become able to breathe on their own entirely without parental intervention.
I agree, but I think I understand why I do it.
TL:DR Maladaptive behavior that is however ultimately harmless since I don’t bother people.
I was a “gifted child”; was always like 2 school years ahead, started uni at 15 and every single person I met would praise me for being the youngest. I was immature so it got to my head. I also have always looked much younger than I am, which also invites comments. Finally, I also have AuDHD and I’m constantly anxious about not acting my age and being too immature. So I try to look at other people’s ages to guide me in how I’m supposed to behave.
All of this is maladaptive and I’ve gotten a lot better with time, and I’m still working on it, but I’m not particularly bothered about the actual fact of having an interest in people’s ages. I make sure I don’t ask them about it or bother them about it, but many just offer this information on their own.
It’s probably normal to forget. I am probably the odd one in that I’m always very aware of my age and I’m almost 40. I’m also acutely aware of the ages of people around me, and (very mildly) uncomfortable if I don’t know someone’s age.
How do you phrase your refusal? I am not looking for work right now, and my current job didn’t give me live coding sessions. I’m against them in principle.
But I can’t figure out how to phrase it in a way that doesn’t sound like you’re dodging. Do you refuse while you’re already in the interview? Or do you make a preemptive disclaimer when they invite you for a “technical interview”?
We ordered a Librem 5 in 2017 and still nothing.
We even requested for a refund in 2022; still no answer. No communication at all. Don’t even know what to do about it in terms of legal processes, it was certainly not an insignificant amount of money for us.
Unprompted, I make a weird “surprise” face that freaks him out for some reason.
I do read extremely fast in my native language (Spanish). Feels like entire sentences go straight into concepts and my brain builds a whole world based on what I’m reading.
However I started reading in a verbalized way with my second and third languages (English and Swedish) because I was completely useless at pronunciation, while reading at a high level. So I had to learn the sounds and they started invading my reading, which I sort of resent.
But the verbalization is still very mild; faint, monotone, non-enunciated.
Some people talked about poetry and I hadn’t considered that my absolute lack of poetry-sense could be related. People have told me about the metrics and whatnot and it really doesn’t click. I have to sort of analyze a poem and explain it to myself in prose, and I imagine that defeats the purpose of poetry?
Can confirm. This is my entire life.