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#i think i should really get that diagnosis
vroomvroomwee · 7 months
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Who was gonna tell me that sitting down on a cold hard floor alone in a room barely illuminated with only a small lamp light in the dead of night, hugging your knees while putting the same song on loop to play over and over and over again as you close your eyes and start rocking side to side softly and slowly for 30 minutes FELT SO GOOOD??
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goldiipond · 4 months
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YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS THATS RIGHT ITS ART SUMMARY TIME. OH YEEAAAH
tpn is definitely one of the longest fixations i've had in a very long time, these kids mean soo much to me and have helped me branch out with my art in really fun ways. i'm really happy with where my style is now, and heres to another year of drawing the same damn anime characters <3
2022 | 2021 | 2020
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iqmmir · 4 months
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Hemlo girlms 👋👋
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bellincurl · 2 months
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You're going to have to believe me when I say my major realizations to having a developmental condition now, despite being on the cusp of special ed classes, being bullied for moving weird or being concerningly behind on developmental milestones as a kid, was ACTUALLY seeing clips of jerma and thinking "Oh that's why I got bullied" and 2 watching happy feet as an adult LMAO. Also seeing the common jokes abt jerma be 1 to 1 with shit I've even heard abt me even as an adult. Like how do you exist, you're like an animal, or an alien, like you're something mimicking something ect ect you look weird you move weird it's scary
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astriiformes · 9 months
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Ah. The scrupulosity.
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july-19th-club · 1 year
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me age seven being sat down in front of the school’s district child psych lady and being given strange, simple spatial puzzles to solve and then long, complicated worksheets and hammering my way through them at the speed of light while having zero comprehension what their purpose was or why i was here: this is urgent! i have to get a good grade in Weird Puzzles, Or Else, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve,
#kjalkjsdalkjasdl mrs button was a nice lady but not one adult in my childhood ever seemed to notice what to me now seems like#a pretty obvious case of the autisms#then again maybe they just didn't look as hard unless it was *really* obvious back then . it was like. what. 2000? a couple years later#everybody was talking about autism but not when i was six or seven then it was usually just when it was Very Visible#a couple years later my cousin who's more visibly on the spectrum than me got her diagnosis so young that she's pretty much always had it#which is...well i think it's just made her life difficult in a different way. people underestimate her or don't treat her like she's her age#but then she's always had the opportunity to get accommodations and people are sometimes more forgiving when she can't do something#whereas i got labeled 'kid that should be ahead of the game' from a pretty young age and then when i struggled adults either ignored it#or it was just a huge hassle to them and even i could see it exasperated them to have to work around me#but because mrs button (nice lady but what were you thinking) hadn't told them to treat me like a kid with a developmental disorder#they didn't do that in good OR bad ways . so i never got any accommodations with school stuff i struggled with which was a fair bit#i wasn't supposed to need extra testing time in a quiet room or tutoring with math or help organizing my abysmally scattered things#the only time i DID get that was in sixth grade when i was sort-of friends with this kid jonathan who was Very On The Spectrum#he wasn't really a talker unless it was about whatever he was reading which suited me fine so we just kind of existed in each other's space#and his TSS was this very smart and nice lady who had clearly clocked that Something Was Going On With Me and even though it wasn't like#her JOB she made a little bit of time for me. mostly with emotional stuff (i think i was under the impression she was a therapist?)#but if i had some problem with being unable to keep friends or being frozen out by the kids i wanted to be liked by (happened often)#she'd be able to just like. be there she'd make the time . wish i could remember her name
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pilotstreets · 1 year
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i have GOT to stop wearing tøp shirts to appointments related to my mental health oh my god
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halinski · 9 months
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The problem with balloons, obviously, is that they are both predictable and unpredictable. You know that they will pop, it's inescapable, but you can’t ever know for sure when. An example: the moment Snork opened his mouth to explain after successfully managing to regain his breath, a balloon interrupted him, exploding above that one tiny mymble’s head, which was the so-called ‘last straw’. He knew then; he was too late to defuse the ticking time bomb. OR, How the fourth episode of the third season (Inventing Snork) could have gone if a balloon had popped before Snork got a chance to do it himself. Snufkin and Snork have a proper meeting.
I just figured a nice Snufkin & Snork would do us all some good, so here you go.
AND YES - IF YOU'VE NOTICED, WHICH MEANS YOU'RE INCREDIBLE - THE COVER ART WAS MADE BY @laecandraw! Isn't it just marvelous? They beta read and helped me through the writing of this fanfic!
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lunarsapphism · 1 year
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there really is something so devastating about having a parent that has a literal degree in psychology (specialized in child psychology) who worked as a birth to three child developmental resources coordinator for like fourteen years and knowing that because of those things, they will never believe you when you think you have something because they think they know more than you and also know you better than you know yourself. and in any scenario the only way they will EVER agree with you is if they came up with the idea of the diagnosis first. wild shit honestly
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emeraldcreeper · 10 months
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I can legitimately and without feeling like I’m faking it somehow self diagnose my autistic nature when my mom and grandma both say yeah I think you’re autistic and my mom thought for YEARS that I was possibly autistic and since I was born and grew up in the 2000s, girls aren’t diagnosed in childhood, and can’t get diagnosed in the 00s and I’d be classified as high functioning/low support needs cause I’m not nonverbal and not a boy who likes math and trains by stereotype, it’s hilariously funny that for years now I’ve been like slowly edging my way into saying/doing self diagnosis after researching like hell and taking the online assessments like I think raads and some other one like legitimate ones, figuring out I do have most of the traits from the diagnostic criteria, am shit socially and likely also have ARFID, a disorder dealing with sensory issues with food which is a autistic thing that occurs and I hate lights smells and sound most of the time even before the forever migraines I’m having now that make the existing issues 10 times worse
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justinefrischmanngf · 11 months
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i feel so weird about how nice last night was not weird. but like. good ig. it was really sweet i cannot stop thinking about how sweet it was which is a very weird term to use when i sat observing most of the night and my manager clocked that i was and told me i should say something rude and call someone a cunt but it was sweet!!!!!
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tardis--dreams · 11 months
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Lord give me strength to call this doctor's office tomorrow morning and ask the world stupidest question
#i know it's harmless and they probably deal with Really 'stupid' questions all day long#but i feel bad already for having to ask for their opening hours because there's Very conflicting information about that online#and they don't have a website (of course not)#but my mother had to pick up the report and needs to know when they're even open#it's such an annoying situation#just because that other doctor's office didn't manage to file away the report#because I'm sure they got it but they probably lost it or just threw it away or something#anyway#i need the report for my appt. on friday and i also kinda wanna have it for my own documents#i fucking hate the fact that patients don't get told shit here#like *I* want the report and the results! and i don't want a 'report on the report'#like 'it says you should take this and that now'#No i want fucking numbers/actual results and the exact diagnosis In Written Form#it should be fucking standard that patients get that report automatically#but alas we gotta make it as complicated as possible#i think i lost my point here#but uh#oh yeah#i don't wanna make that phone call#i always feel bad for taking up their time#but what can you do#gotta adult or something#also my mother showed me where that doctor's office is where i have to go on friday (like she drove me there)#and it looked so awfully far away from the train station and i have to walk there and i got scared because i didn't#want to take a whole damn hike there at 8 am#but apparently it's only 1.8km?!#i walk 3.2 km from my drom to the train station in my uni city and it's fine (most of the time)#so I'll probably only take 20 minutes or something so that's nice#(yeah no I'm rambling because i need to get some work done but don't want to lmao)#void screams
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bloodyke · 2 years
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i hate when you can tell someone has a specific undiagnosed disorder but you can't bring it up to them bc you dont know whether they'll get offended and take it wrong or not.... like i dont mean it in a "you're crazy. freak. get help (insult)" way but in a "hey ive recognized some of the symptoms you're displaying and i think you should go get screened for x bc i know you have been struggling lately" way
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hilsoncrater · 1 year
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artekai · 2 years
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oof
This song came for my whole life
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