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This is a gentle reminder that yes, things are difficult, but you can still take one small step towards your goal. Even if that goal is really small. Maybe you just want to clean your room. Or walk the dog. You can do it. One small step at a time.
I believe in you.
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pixiemage · 9 months
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I deal with ADHD on a daily basis, meaning I struggle with multiple (frustrating) things. There's one in particular that's been on my mind the most as of late: it's difficult for me to complete large tasks easily. For me, motivation, mental energy, and time are limited, and those rare moments where it all lines up so I can get shit done are often few and far between. This applies to both things I don't want to do, and things I do want to do. Even writing or cosplay construction or editing videos can become daunting tasks even though they're all fun and enjoyable hobbies of mine.
Recently, I've been trying to clean my room.
As anyone in my immediate family can tell you, this has been a big problem since I was young. My room starts clean, but then I put a few pairs of shoes by my bed, then don't have the energy to deal with the growing laundry pile, then can't find a place for the new mic stand I got for my birthday, then I start dumping jewelry on my bedside table at the end of the day when I'm tired, then - then - then. And then it builds to a disastrous tipping point and it has become this massive, incomprehensible task I have to tackle, and because my brain hates me, it's a frustrating and grueling process to even figure out where to begin.
But deadlines help (pressure helps) and I have found that working on it in the wee hours of the morning (from midnight to like 5am) is somehow a way to get my brain to focus on it. For some reason I work better then. Arguably, this isn't logical or useful every day because I need sleep and I have work, but I made MASSIVE progress two days ago by staying up way too late on a night when I finally found the drive to get shit done.
That's not really the point of this post though.
The point is that I've found that a majority of society (or maybe just the NT community in general) have a hard time seeing progress as worthwhile when completion is better.
"Did you finish your room?" "Not yet, but I dealt with that massive pile of crap on my couch! It's SO much better, and I can actually see the floor in front of my dresser now, and-" "That's not what I asked. Did you finish?" "Not yet." "The answer is no, then."
It doesn't matter how much I've done. It doesn't matter how proud I am of my partial progress. It doesn't matter that I fought tooth and nail to get to the point I'm at, because unfortunately, I haven't finished it all yet, so it's not good enough.
(And I know I have a deadline, and I know we have family coming over soon, and I know that being done is the goal, but the deadline isn't here yet. Give me time. I need time.)
I think we as a society need to award and praise ourselves more for the efforts we put in, whether we reached a finish line or not. I'm not saying we shouldn't strive for completion, because at the end of the day that's often the goal of any task. But we should also let ourselves be proud of how far we have come as long as we're doing our best. I don't see that often enough. I continuously struggle to reach that finish line, but hey, I came this far today! I didn't reach Toad so he could tell me my princess was in another castle (because god knows there's always another task), but I did hit that checkpoint, and since I've been struggling through this level for as long as I have, that's still worth celebrating in some small way. It's still worth all the coins I collected and the goons I defeated to get to this point.
Don't reprimand your kids because their hard work thus far doesn't quite live up to your standards. Applaud what they've done and then help them find the right next step so they're motivated to keep going.
It takes a lot of work to save a princess. The journey has a lot more monsters than just the dragon.
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chessb0r3d · 2 years
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"stop wearing headphones or you wont concentrate on your homework" you mean listen to the annoying crickets, the loud water dripping on a rock jist outside my room, and loud air conditioning from the other room, then get overwhelmed and get absolutely nothing done???? and you say its my fault i didn't finish my goddamned homework???????
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laestoica · 1 year
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sleepyeye17 · 1 year
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Executive dysfunction is strong this week, so I wrote a little fic about it.
“Three… two… one… GO!”
Eddie looks up from his comic. Steve is cross legged on his sofa, his eyes bulging, his forehead creased with frustration.
“GO!” Steve shouts again.
“Hey Steve?”
“Yeah?”
“What’s going on?”
“I want to shower.”
“Uh huh. Okay. Go ahead.”
“I can’t.”
Steve’s hands are in fists, and he’s biting his lip. Eddie knows the doctor mentioned this before, and he tries to remember what it was.
“Is this what the doctor said?” Eddie asks. “With your… frontal lobe?”
Steve shuts his eyes.
“Executive dysfunction. Yeah.”
“So you want to do something, but you can’t.”
“Right.” Steve drums his fists on his knees. “I’ve always been this way, but now it’s so much worse. And usually counting down helps, but this week it’s just been really bad.”
“Is it like…” Eddie tries to think of an analogy. “Sometimes I feel like I’m standing on a diving board and I want to jump off, but my body doesn’t let me. But it’ll be, like… doing the dishes instead of a diving board. Or whatever.”
“Yeah! Yeah, that’s exactly how it is!” Steve throws his head back and groans. “I feel like such an idiot, you know? Like, I want to shower. I really do want to. But I can’t make my body do it.”
Eddie stares at Steve, thinking. Then he stands up and moves to the radio. He picks out a tape and sticks it in. 
As soon as the beat starts, Steve grins and rolls his eyes.
“Seriously?” 
Eddie starts shaking his hips and singing along.
“Humidity is rising… 
Barometer's getting low…”
He holds his hands out to Steve, but Steve shakes his head.
“No way.”
“According to all sources…
The street's the place to go…”
“You don’t even like the top forty!”
“'Cause tonight for the first time
Just about half-past ten
For the first time in history…”
Eddie throws his head back and slams on an imaginary guitar.
“IT’S GONNA START RAININ’ MEN!”
Eddie drags Steve up by the wrists, and they’re both laughing too hard to sing along.
It's raining men, hallelujah, it's raining men, amen
Eddie puts his hands on Steve’s hips and Steve wraps his arms around Eddie’s neck and they dance, still a little stiff and awkward from their injuries, shaking with giggles. Steve barely even notices that Eddie is leading them backwards, down the hall.
It's raining men, every specimen
Tall, blonde, dark and lean
Rough and tough and strong and mean
Eddie kicks the bathroom door open behind him, then steps them both in. He plants a kiss on Steve’s forehead.
“Behold,” he says, a little breathless. “Your shower awaits.”
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imshouldingmyself · 9 months
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empatheticquinoa · 1 year
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themaskedlady · 11 months
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sop-soap · 8 days
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I think what most people don’t understand about self-diagnosis of neurodivergency is that it really doesn’t affect you. These people aren’t getting special privileges from the government or medication because of their self-diagnosis. What they do get is a name to put onto that thing they have, that they’ve been outcasted and called weird for. Those ‘personality quirks’ that people are disgusted by, the habits that everyone insists are their fault when they really can’t help it. Their whole life they’ve known their brain simply works differently than most people’s, and they might have thought they were to blame. That self-diagnosis that you despise so much has told them that it’s okay for their brains to work differently, because there are other people like them. They can find a community, and ways to manage the things that, before, they just believed they would always struggle with. Whether or not they eventually get a professional diagnosis doesn’t matter. If you think they don’t deserve the help that a self-diagnosis could give them, your problem is that you’re just an asshole.
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My mental health is spiraling out of control.
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Me: wants to make something
My executive disfunction brain
(This may have been done before but)
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locus-p0cus · 10 months
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idk who needs to hear this but executive dysfunction isn't just 'i am sitting here and i want to do something but my body/brain won't let me' it is also 'i am doing this thing and i want to stop and do this other thing but my body won't let me and/or i feel like i can't stop until it's all the way finished even though i need to stop right now and transition between tasks'
thank you for coming to my ted talk
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prigorie · 10 months
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A trick that I recently started using that my fellow nerds with executive disfunction might find useful: forcing yourself to do the stuff you need to do by gamifying your life (but not the lame point system bc that never worked to motivate me).
What do I mean by this? I keep a D20 on my bedside table and roll for the stuff I need to do (like going on a stupid walk for my stupid mental health, washing the dishes, cleaning the bathroom etc.).
Let's use the example of the walk for my mental health. I know that I need to go outside or I'll feel bad, but I can't find the motivation to do that. What will the dice tell me?
1-6: I do nothing, and roll again after I start feeling frustrated (this can be immediately or after 3 hours, I'm allowing myself not to feel guilty for something I would've done anyway if it hadn't been for the D20).
7-13: I go outside and maybe also do 1 thing that needs to be done urgently but that won't take me far (e.g: take out the trash, buy milk), then see if I want to do something else too or go back home.
13-20: I take a longer route, maybe the bus.
Disclaimer: just because it works for me doesn't mean it will work for everyone, but it's worth giving it a shot if you feel it might help.
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adhdcopingskills · 2 years
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Having an executive disfunction moment? You might just be under stimulated or even dreading being under stimulated while doing whatever task you are trying to do. Turn on some music or an audiobook and put your phone in your pocket. See if that helps.
If you are over stimulated try noisecancelling earplugs/headphones, low fi music, taking a bath/shower sitting down with the lights off, doing something repetitive(knitting, drawing the same small thing over and over, rocking, etc.)
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laestoica · 1 year
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So my mom and I both suffer from the same executive disfunction, and this is what she sent me
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And i think this needs to be normalized that we arent lazy, we have mental imbalances that make it hard for us to do nearly anything without causing us stress
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