okay, weird thought, but does anyone else have like a "safe scene" for when you have really violent intrusive thoughts or repetitive triggers or ptsd flashbacks that just keep cycling in your brain over and and over so you try to force your brain into that scene because it's safe? like mine for example is someone rolling up a scroll (one with the visual memory) and putting it into a barrel and then walking away to a far away gazebo. like.... anyone else? just like a scene your brain reverts to when you just don't want to see a memory?
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Finally back home!
So the “testing” was literally a brief 30 min convo where she asked some clarifying questions from my intake form and then I did the WAIS-IV. That’s it, just the WAIS. The psychologist did tell me though that she isn’t interpreting my scores on the typical IQ scale but is looking at how my own scores compare to each other. The psychometrist was taking times I think in between lines and for each problem, so I’m curious if they will be looking at how I fatigue and my error rate as time goes on for some tasks like the processing speed ones.
I also hate the general knowledge questions because how tf am I supposed to know the circumference of the earth around the equator in this setting if I have never not once heard it? I tried doing the fermi problem way of rationalizing it but I couldn’t quite scale what I know to be ~300 mi to the equator in my head. Whatever. And like. I give 0 shits about any European historical monarchy (or history in general- why bother remembering specifics when the internet exists) so my brain has pruned any of that information I may have gotten 15 years ago and thus I couldn’t tell you that stuff. I always hate how it’s administered because I have a VAST knowledge of anything sciency (you know, things I’m interested in) but nah if you cant remember who one monarch was and then can’t remember a geography question then who cares how much science info you’ve retained.
Anyway I was expecting that computer based attention test but nope just intelligence testing. And I won’t find out concrete results for 3 more weeks so I’ll see the NP before then. I was hoping to get some answers and be on a first trial medicine before I go to my rural site (one month from today) but I guess probably not. And I guess that’s also if they see patterns of ADHD in me. Which they might as I tend to do poorly on processing speed and working memory tests, I just don’t know if the effect size will be large enough for them to agree that yes I have adhd.
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I’m gonna try to get on antidepressants again after weaning off safely as I clearly need to be on SOMETHING, but has anyone with unmedicated ADHD (my symptoms are pretty mild to moderate so I don’t bother pursuing it for that purpose and I am not diagnosed (working on that, slowly) but that shit is like. way obvious) have experiences with Zoloft?
Obvs it will be different for everyone, but Lexapro was an emotionally blunting brain fog sleepy nightmare that exacerbated my symptoms in the worst ways and I don’t want to repeat, but Zoloft seems like a decent alternative.
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Every time someone calls tubbo’s dissociative episodes him being forgetful about sunny or being unaware of his surroundings I die a little. I just have to keep repeating to myself that most people don’t know this stuff. People just don’t understand depression is more than thoughts of harming yourself. (ABOUT THE CHARACTER)
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I do not feel real. The world is going on around me but I am a stranger.
An outsider.
I don't feel real. Not really. I know I am, but sometimes I wonder.
I cannot focus, if this isn't real, what is?
The world runs in circles around accomplishments I have yet to see.
I cannot focus, my body is here but my mind is away.
Thoughts are broken. Fragmented, like a million comma splices.
I feel so alone here. Everyone else seems to feel real, but I feel so odd, like a ghost haunting a body, wondering if someone will notice.
There is no one to tell. No one understands.
How do you explain that nothing feels real? That it all feels like some sort of dream you have to wake up from at some point but never do.
Does the rest of the world exist? Is it all a figment of my half insane mind? How would I know?
I wish I could stop this feeling. Finally feel life finally get everything done I need to.
But... I suppose that's why I'm here anyway. So much to do, enough time. So. Why. Can't. I. Focus?
I have to hide these feelings. No one can know how much of an outsider I truly am.
I told them. They dont care. Don't know what to do. Don't know what's wrong with me.
I wish I knew. But an explanation wouldn't fix me. Nothing truly does.
They're to busy to care anyway. Trying to fix themselves, put a band aid over a crack in a large dam.
How do you ask for help if no one can help you?
I do not feel real. Time is slipping away.
I've done nothing.
I wish I could. But my mind is so fractured, so frazzled nothing seems to process, to matter.
There is so much I must do.... So I suppose I do none of it.
Time goes so slow. But they day is half over.
I wish I felt real.
I wish my life mattered more to me.
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