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#adhd vent
meanya · 5 months
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Man I am SICK of adhd, it's always fucking hungry. Feed it Youtube, feed it Playthrough, feed it memes, feed it Drawing, feed it Make A List of Things, feed it Categorization, feed it Art, feed it Song, feed it Scroll, when will it be ENOUGH??
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lilybug-02 · 23 days
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Man.
ADHD medicine is weird. Being able to actually function somewhat normally is nice, but the added anxiety just really sucks some days.
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cheesymcbriz · 2 months
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i have a habit of wanting to blame things on my autism because it’s easy, but what if it isn’t?
what if it isn’t my autism making me some days outright unable to brush my teeth? what if i just don’t care enough about my hygiene?
what if it isn’t my autism that makes me unable to work on an assignment at home? what if im just too lazy?
what if it isn’t my autism that makes even the most delicious food look inedible? what if i’m just too picky?
what if it isn’t the autism making me unable to pick up on social clues? what if i’m just clueless?
what if i don’t need therapy? what if i just need to toughen up?
what if i’m the problem, and there is no solution?
what if i just need to work harder?
what if there isn’t anything i can fix, and i just need to learn how to deal with it?
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unstablemotions · 6 months
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Thinking about how different my life would have been if I had been treated for my adhd at any point and that I might have had graduated with my masters degree and practicing as a licensed psychologist, have a stable social life and a routine keeping my body cleaned, fed and healthy and my home tidy and clean
I will forever mourn the youth I could have had. The life I might never have. I am trying to stay alive and fight to get help, but my body is tired of treading water and the black bottom of the sea is feeling more and more like peace
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sometimes i think ADHD doesn't affect my ability to complete basic tasks *that* badly, and then i remember that i got back from work at 6pm and wanted to take a "little break" because i was running on my second night of 4 hours of sleep in a row, sat on my bed (still in my work clothes) til 11pm reading a 130k long fanfic i didn't even enjoy from start to finish and was an hour late taking my dexamfetamine, finally went to my computer to do some work before my last dose ran out, flipped between tumblr and youtube until some time after 1am with a dinner break at midnight, got a grand total of 2 sentences of my assignment written but at least submitted the one i finished working on 3 weeks ago, got into the shower at about 2am, went on my phone again while i was brushing my teeth, and have now been standing here with hamster cheeks for half an hour while i tit about writing a needlessly detailled vent post because my mouth is still full of toothpaste that's burning my tongue because i'm mildly allergic to it.
and i need to get up for work in 6 hours.
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treasure-goblin · 8 days
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RSD Is a bitch
I'm the kind of person to just let things roll off my shoulders or take it by the horns and have some fun
But if my brain detects ANY AMOUNT OF REJECTION IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM
My life is ruined, and I'll never amount to anything, and everyone hates me, and I should just die in a hole
It's not as simple as "just ignore it" or "that's not what they meant" or "don't compare your to others."
That's not an option. Don't you think I've fucking tried that?
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cognitiveleague · 5 months
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I should probably be grateful to work in a mental health office and have a boss who I can talk to honestly about what ADHD affects my ability to do for work, but UGGGHHHHH
Boss was like… genuinely trying to be helpful and solution-oriented about helping me improve my communication skills now that I’m in a lead position, particularly re: interrupting and talking over people, and I’m so frustrated I’m probably going to have a good car cry now if my wife doesn’t get off work soon because like
If I noticed I was interrupting at the time I wouldn’t do it
I’ve been aware I annoy people and trying to stop for literal decades, since I was an actual child
And the only way I’ve ever found to make sure I’m not talking over anyone without realizing it is to just shut up and not talk unless directly asked to
I don’t know if there’s a way for me to learn to not interrupt without pulling so hard on the brakes that I give up the spontaneity and proactiveness and outgoing helpfulness that I like about myself and that I know my colleagues value
Anyway now I’m gonna have to spend all week convincing myself the other team leads don’t despise me for talking too much
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flowersbark · 2 months
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trying not to start ACTUALLY fucking tweaking because 2 of my friends are talking about my special interest without me WHEN I GOT THEM INTO IT
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arandomaquarius · 7 months
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my adhd is just at the point where I can no longer absorb information and my grades are absolutely going to plummet. No I actually cannot do homework at 9pm. That’s not how I work. If I go to practice then I will not end up doing homework afterwards. That’s not how my adhd works. Why can’t you fools understand that? Working harder isn’t within my capabilities right now. I don’t know when it will return, or if it will. I don’t mean to be this way, I just am. There are technically things I can do physically, but mentally that is not possible. Why don’t you get it??? Why don’t you see that me trying to come up with a written response that makes slight sense is the best I can give you??? Why is it not enough???
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that-dumbass-rabbit · 5 months
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I feel like I'm wasting my life and I'm running out of time and there's nothing I can do about it except be a terrible disappointment to everyone and I don't want to disappoint everyone and I know what I need to do and there is enough time for it but there's not enough time to get the motivation for the amount of things that need to get done and finals are almost here and that's terrifying like I have to study and stuff and I don't know how to do that there's too many things and it's so overwhelming I can't even like draw rn or do anything except sit and that's just makes all of this worse but I'm kinda just stuck in the cycle rn
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thundersyst3m · 8 months
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Im gonna share one of my paranoia thoughts:
Sometimes, seeing others liking a certain thing makes me remember i like certain thing too, thats how bad my object permanence can be at times,
But sometimes that happens with people i dislike, like someone i dislike shows how they like this thing, and then i remember "hey! I like this thing!", and then i start this internal fight of "i dont wanna like what someone i dislike likes but boy I do like this thing",
Is It just me or anyone else? I am just insane? Ok ok
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cheesymcbriz · 5 months
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do y’all ever get those moments where existence becomes fucking nauseating?
the idea of creating sounds in any way whatsoever, whether that be walking, talking, even whispering, makes me wanna fucking die.
the concept of doing anything most people would call self care makes me want to curl up in a ball in cry because it’s too overwhelming. eating, drinking, breathing, everything.
hell, even shit like showering, brushing my teeth, putting deodorant on, washing my hands, shit that not only am i supposed to be doing everyday but more than once a day (in some if not all cases)
i know this isn’t healthy, and i know most people might not think like this, but that doesn’t stop it from being true.
i honestly don’t know what is worse, i’m overreacting and nothing’s wrong get over it, or there is an issue and the only cure is to find ways to deal with it
tldr; everything is too much and nothing helps
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hellshire-harlot · 3 months
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hahahaha I loooooove when adhd makes me the literal biggest failure of a daughter in the world hahahahahahahaa
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autismvampyre · 5 months
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making friends is so hard
i had a bad day three months ago and i havent talked to anyone since then bc i self isolate as a coping mechanism and then idk how to stop self isolating once ive started and now the people who could've been my friends have all unfriended me and idk if i did something bad or if they just decided not to likd me or maybe im just an asshole whos been ignoring thrm for months not realizing they're reaching out bc im autistic and i have rsd so now im just alone again
im always alone. im never a fucking priority to anyone and im so lonely all the time i talk to myself because other people terrify me and i cant keep up a relationship to save my life
im gonna see my old best friend from 8th grade this weekend bc i genuinely dont kniw how to talk to someone who hasn't already seen my flaws and tolerates me anyway. im so scared everyone hates me. im so socially inept im a nightmare to talk to, who the fuck would talk to me? im a nightmare to be around. i feel so fucking lonely, i wish i could just talk and be normal and fucking likeable.
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inkturnstoblood · 1 year
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TW in advance for what’s to come: venting about mental health (adhd to be specific), NO mentions of suicide or self harm, swearing (once at the end).
i’m sick and tired of being. being too sensitive. not being sensitive enough. being too quiet. being too annoying. being too much. being not enough. being me.
sometimes i wish—actually, that’s a lie—a lot of the time i wish that i wasn’t the way i am. that i didn’t flinch at every minor noise. at the way someone drops a pot or pan in the sink a little too loudly. that i could go to the store without being hyperaware of every single person. every single noise. every single thing. that i could experience change without shutting down (i swear everything leads to an anxiety attack). that i could experience boredom without feeling the urge to turn myself inside out and pick at every single bone in my body. that i didn’t need to be constantly stimulated. that i could live. that i could exist in this world without feeling like a damn zombie half the time, while other times feeling like i’m running on a motor.
a lot of the time i wish that i could have an interest. that’s it. an interest. not a special interest. just a plain old boring interest. not something that i do for hours on end, causing me to forget to be a human being. forgetting to do human being things like eating, drinking water and going to the bathroom.
a lot of the time i wish that i didn’t have the intrusive thoughts. that i could have a moment of silence. that everything wasn’t so loud. a lot of the time i wish that i didn’t talk badly about myself at every single moment of every single day.
i’m sick of the lack of motivation that’s perceived as “laziness” when in reality it’s task paralysis. i’m sick of feeling the need to hide who i am because people “can’t deal with it.” i’m sick of the judgement. the misunderstanding. the stereotypes.
a lot of the time i wish i didn’t feel like a stranger in my own body. an alien on my own planet. an intruder in my own home.
a lot of the time—actually that’s a lie too—all of the time. i’m sick and tired of being me all of the time. i just want a break. i just need a break. please will someone give me a fucking break.
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