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feral-ballad · 7 months
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Jihyun Yun, from Some Are Always Hungry; “Savaging”
[Text ID: “I woke up having / forgotten even your faces, / but remembered / my hunger. What if this is all / I am left with: / memories of my young body / rifling through refuse”]
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jvgsjeff · 6 months
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sunshinegremlin · 7 months
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CALLING ALL PPL WHO STRUGGLE TO KEEP A CALENDAR!
I used to keep a bullet journal years ago but I completely fell off it once COVID began. Since then, I have had no calendar to keep my life together.
As someone with ADHD, a calendar would help me stay sane, but every time I tried to get back into it, no matter what I tried, it never stuck. Therefore, my life was a mess.
But while reading a Webtoon (called "30 Minutes With You" if you're interested, it's really wholesome) the main character does daily doodles in her pocket calendar, and then it clicked.
I've been doing daily little doodles in my pocket calendar and I've generally kept up for two months now! Overall, it's been really fun AND has kept me more put together!
Here is an example:
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You can get a pocket calendar from Dollar Tree for $1.25 (if you're in the US and Canada)! I use blank office labels cut into the right size as the white squares I draw on just because it looks better.
This has also really helped my memory, because once stuff happens my brain forgets it immediately. It really makes me feel like my life is fuller and it's been easier to look back and see how far I've come!
Hope it helps! 💛
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having adhd (or just generally being forgetful) is so fucking frustrating because you’ll lose something you literally just had in your hand and then proceed to go on a 45 minute quest to find said lost thing. meanwhile, you’re both the detective and the suspect, just trying to follow clues and patterns that make no sense. i’ll lose something, then grab my brain by the collar and go, “where tf is my charger. u just had it”. and my brain will just be like:
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yellowbrickramble · 7 months
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Hey, I'm still recovering from an orchiectomy I got this Monday! 🎊🎊
I can't guarantee updates for next week. We'll see how smoothly recovery goes.
PS: Logan's tears are made of tree sap.
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willows-woes · 1 year
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olegianote · 5 months
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pratchettquotes · 1 year
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The cluttered desk of Vimes's memory finally unearthed the inadvertent saucer of recollection from under the teacup of forgetfulness.
Terry Pratchett, Night Watch
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fishingforwords · 10 months
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what else am i forgetting?
fernando pessoa, the book of disquiet: the complete edition || arturo ferrari, in the old street vicolo san bernardino alle ossa a milano || madisen kuhn, please don't go before i get better || james bay, let it go || imagine dragons, i was me || holly black, the cruel prince || amazon || billy collins, forgetfulness || salvador dali, disintegration of the persistence of memory
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Okay, genuine question, can neurotypical people seriously just choose not to forget things via the magical power of "really caring about it", or was that just a myth invented by school teachers?
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feral-ballad · 28 days
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Caitlin Bailey, from Solve for Desire: Poems; “The field that resists naming”
[Text ID: “You are taking a class in / indifference. / You want to be able to ignore / his hands”]
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bouncinghedgehog · 5 months
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random-xpressions · 4 months
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Let's measure our love by the amount of not how much each one has remembered the other but by the measure each one has forgotten oneself in remembrance of the other. Here am I standing beneath the sky and upon earth, that's all that I know of myself, all the remains of me - my heart, my mind, my soul - are hovering around you...
Random Xpressions
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cissyenthusiast010155 · 3 months
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Hello! Really random question but do you ever get that thing where your brain just blanks in the middle of doing something? For example, I could be in the middle of a convosation and just forget what we're talking about halfway through and then have to ask 'sorry, what we're we talking about?' And then my friends think I was being rude and only half listening!
It's so annoying! I was at work the other day and I was counting cash for a customer to pay for a drink and I just forgot how to count halfway though 😂 I don't know whether to laugh or cry but I got really embaressed.
Sorry to rant at you I just have no one to talk to <3
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Hey sweetness!! I have no issue with no random questions 🥰 I am just happy to hear from you! I hope you’re doing well.
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Regarding your question— I don’t often have those moments you’re talking about, where your brain blanks in the middle of doing something. I have a very attentive and precise mind, so I tend to rarely forget things, topics, time, etc. However, the exception to this is when I am stressed. When I have high anxiety, panic, or stress, I am very prone to forgetting things. But I don’t “blank” like you said often, instead I forget items or the time. But I have experienced that kind of mind blank at least once or twice, so I do kind of know what you’re talking about. ♥️
I can imagine that it would be annoying and quite frustrating. Whenever I forget something, I tend to dig myself a hole because I’m frustrated that I forgot, and then I get frustrated that I’m frustrated. So I hear you. Your feelings and experiences are valid.
Thank you for sharing! No need to apologize, sweet anon. I really enjoy hearing from you! Hope to hear from you soon again. And I hope you have a lovely day/night!! 💞💞
Talk with Me ❤️‍🔥
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skitterly · 16 days
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WARNING: VENT POST
You know, when everyone talks about forgetfulness and ADHD they always talk about small things like “oh, where did my pencil go?” And “what was I doing again?” Or maybe if we’re lucky, someone will talk about how easy it is to forget about your friends.
But where are the people talking about how soul crushing it is to singlehandedly ruin your own life by forgetting deadline after deadline and important event after important event. You try to use a calendar like everyone says online but you forget to use that too. So it sits empty while missed opportunities fly by. Constantly relying on others to be merciful, but no one has any sympathy because surely if it was that important to you, you would have remembered, right?
I’m so tired and so scared all the time because every time I think I’m doing fine, I get punched in the gut. I’m constantly on edge because I can’t stop self sabotaging myself. My medication can help with focus and executive function but the one thing it can’t save me from is my own forgetfulness.
This is a terrifying pattern to be stuck in and while most of this stuff isn’t incredibly important now, but what will happen when it is?
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bbybearcubbs · 7 months
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"But that's not how it happened" you said, disbelief in your tone
"Tell me how it happened then." they reply
"I can't remember how it happened but I know it wasn't like that" you chuckle dryly. They're doing it again
"Oh so you conveniently can't remember now?" They cross their arms, disbelief on their face
"I don't forget things on purpose." You cross yours. Shit not again...please not again...
"Just like you don't choose to forget doing all the important things you need to do to make my life easier right?" They step closer. Raising their voice louder.
You hated when they raised their voice.
"I don't choose to forget!" You shout in desperation that they'll listen.
"Don't raise your voice at me. Fix your face, you're acting like I told you something wrong-"
"But you're not listening to me!" You say stronger this time, trying not to shout.
"No you're not listening to me! You actively forgot to-"
"I didn't forget on purpose!" You plead "I don't do it on purpose! I just forget sometimes! Maybe to often but it's not my fault! I don't do it on purpose!" Your eyes are tearful but no water was spilled yet. Why couldn't you defend yourself without crying?
"Why are you crying? You have no reason to be crying right now" They crossed their arms again. Looking at you dead in your face.
You take a deep breath in and then a deep breath you. Clenching and unclenching your fists. You blink back the tears and try to swallow the lump in your throat that seems to have grown bigger since last time. Don't fight it. It always ends the same so why do you even try? Just accept it. If they say you did it on purpose maybe you did. Maybe you just convinced yourself you didn't.
"Fine...you're right, whatever. I forgot on purpose 'cause I didn't wanna do it in the first place" You mumble. Your head hangs low at first but you raise it and look at them straight in the face. Deadpanned. No anger, no sadness. You just look at them.
"I don't know why you make us go through this every single time..." They begin to rant.
You've gotten used to drowning them out. You watch them pace up and down. Mixing the words they speak with the voices in your head. You try your best to make them as quiet as possible and pick out a random quote from one of your comfort people amidst the hurricane in your head. You feel your lips twitch as you stop yourself from smiling. This is what you've come too. But it's okay. You can hold out just a little bit longer.
They finally shut up. They say to go. Just leave. So you do. You go to your room, climb onto your bed and pull out your phone. Your plan was to watch your favorite people do silly things and the things they love online but before you can even unlock your phone you realize you're smiling. They won't help you right now. Any emotion you try to feel is going to feel like it's squeezing at your heart. Your chest already hurts. Maybe you should just sleep. The emptiness will be gone when you wake up and you'll be okay again. Probably. Like usual.
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