don't forget to let your vampire alters stay up all night, lurk in the shadows, and drink cherry koolaid
the beautiful thing about ADHD is it can take you down many paths. within minutes you might go from checking if there's any holidays soon to discovering a national holiday to raise awareness for a little known disease and then suddenly you're spending your morning down a wikipedia rabbithole and you're rapidly experiencing the joys of learning and connecting the pieces of the universe together and entering a higher state of enlightened being. or at least having fun.
the horrible thing about ADHD is all that's nothing but a useless distraction from your REAL purpose in life: being a capitalist drone
Me and my sister have actually been bonding over the whole late/undiagnosed ADHD thing, and ever since I brought up to her that maybe she should get tested too, she's been spotting all sorts of Holy Shit How Did Nobody Notice signs about both of us. After finding out about stimulant resistance/paradoxal reaction, she pointed out that would explain why she's been hooked on coke (the drink, not the snorty stuff) and how I started my unfathomable coffee habit so early.
I started drinking a whole pot of coffee every day since I was like 10. I'd come home from school and brew myself a pot of coffee. I wasn't secretive about it and I was unaware that adults literally did not know that I was doing it, because by the time my parents got home from work in the evening, the whole pot would be gone.
The thing with ADHD is about a chemical imbalance in the brains, below average amounts of the kind of reward chemicals that prompt you to do anything. That's why procrastinating until last-minute panic is a regular habit - the task itself isn't just boring, it's intolerably tedious all the way until the adrenaline from the deadline panic boosts the brain to function on a - well, functional - level.
A lot of undiagnosed ADHD people unconsciously self-medicate with caffeine. I'm not a chemist, but as a mild stimulant, the caffeine gives you a boost that helps balance out the brain. Not as much as actually being medicated, but it's still better than nothing.
I didn't do it on purpose because it would "help me focus" on anything important or constructive - I didn't do my homework unprompted, not once, ever, since I was like 15 - but considering that nobody noticed a 10-year-old drinking a whole goddamn pot of coffee in the span of 4-5 hours every single day, one could conclude that it wasn't making me noticeably hyperactive.
I didn't drink coffee because I wanted a specific effect, though. As far as I was concerned I was drinking it because I liked it. And the reason why I started the habit in the first place was because at the time, I was reading a shit ton of Garfield comics for some reason and that orange cat managed to convince me that drinking a shit ton of coffee every day is cool. Anyway, the moral of the story is
beetlejuice (1988) dir. tim burton
Things that make me (autistic and goth) a vampire:
Sun? No, thank you. Instant kill.
Counting everything. Please don't throw rice at me.
Invite me directly. "You're always invited". No, I have to stand at your door and you have to say "Come in", else I can't physically enter.
Did someone eat garlic like 5 days ago? I can tell.
You don't want to be informed for three hours about the different sounds bats make?
Black cloths. Everything else is too overstimulating.
Very formal and rigid way of speaking and behaving, almost like a dark lord in 1894.
"I've recently started this hobby... wait, this was a decade ago?"
Autism Acceptance Month: Autistic Headcanons
↳ Lydia Deetz (Beetlejuice)
“Well, I read through that Handbook for the Recently Deceased. It says live people ignore the strange and unusual. I myself am strange and unusual.”
autism allies (and even a substantial number of autistic people) when you tell them your autism-induced picky eating is not “picky eating” but is in fact an eating disorder that you can’t magically get over in the next 5 seconds:
🕒ℹ️♈️📧 🕒🅾️♑️🆖 🅰️♑️🌛 🅿️®️🅾️💲🅿️📧Last year I was a mummy. This year I'm a mommy mummy. I'm raising a child and going to a four-year college, all on my own.28 yearsthey/them/theirs dey/deren/denen Autism and ADHD, dyslexia and discalculiaAgender, Asexual, Aromantic(please give me more things with A to collect!) I love salt'n' vinegar chips, sour gummybears, pepermint ice cream and mountain dewBob's Burgers, the Simpsons, Halloween, and the Golden GirlsOne blog of many
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