Pov: You Are Politely Being Asked For A Bag Of Oats

The botspam makes Tumble borderline unusable for me

World heritage post, definitely?

Her name is Katalin Karikó. Hungarian. Daughter of a butcher. Her thesis work became the basis of the mRNA vaccine technology. Read the article here.

Imagine internalising that guns are the solution to your sensory problems

I'm trying to write a story. What if there was an autistic character who grew up around violence due to living in an area with gang warfare and has frequent experiences with bullying at an inner city school? Also their parents are very neglectful or abusive towards them.

That sounds like it could be a ver interesting story.

Yes I can accept this

silly echoes of the eye theory

so the hearthians have rock/mineral names, nomai have plant names...

maybe to complete that, the owlks would have had animal names like canidae or ursidae

Oh no, this post isn't perfect

But it's sooo so good

Reblogging it before it's lost

in internet posts it is easy to cut them out of your life. they are hurting you! they aren't listening to you!

they held your hair back. they lent you lipstick. they held your hand at the train station and got you home safe. they rounded on your bully, got loud, said get fucked, spitting-mad in your defense.

they also cut the hair off again. told you that you should really think twice before wearing something like that. took you for granted. took your insecurities and threw them in your face again.

you know logically it should be easy. all the internet advice comments always read it will feel better. like an equation - if a person is rotten, you just remove them. you pull the tooth that's hurting.

but it was never a big flare-up moment. you don't live in a sitcom. they never tried to take your boyfriend or steal from your apartment. they showed up to birthdays and they wrote songs about you and bring you water without you asking. once you found out they carry an emergency inhaler for you, even though you haven't had an asthma attack in years - just in case.

where is the line? people fuck up. sometimes they fuck up badly. sometimes people have raw personalities, like a powerline, and being around them is dangerous. addicting. sometimes they can't help themselves, but you know they're trying. sometimes they are just rough-around-the-edges. sometimes they don't even realize how they sounded when they said that. sometimes it's just - you've both loved each other for so long now, the way this thing hurts goes back to the root.

and that's the fucked up part. you have pushed your fingers against the sweetheart of memory. things these days are electric, tense, harrowing. they didn't used to be. there were a lot of good days in there. sometimes you want to just close your eyes and say can this be over yet? do we still need to be fighting?

doing that would give up any chance you get of getting an apology, but you don't always know that you need an apology, you love them. once they flaked on your birthday party. once they told you to get over it, people are always dying. they also let you crash on their couch for a week after the breakup, handfeeding you when you were so sad you couldn't eat. they are also judgmental about everything, occasionally react to banal statements with an attitude that is weird and fiery. they also love you like a lighthouse sometimes, so strong they cut the storm like lightning.

but the problem is that you might be storm. you might be the thing that needs breaking. what if you are two forces who are desperately, horribly drawn to each other, shaped by the other person's passions, and both good for each other and bad in equal measure.

what if you're both just people, and you're no saint neither.

just cut them off! swallowing the saltwater, you catch yourself in the mirror. you've been shaking more than usual. there's an ache in you that is oblique, loud, impossible to soothe. is this what it looks like? when life is "easier"?

your mouth will always have a hole, is the thing, if you remove the tooth.

Hi everyone,

I found some more information about autistic burnout. According to this article:

“Autistic Burnout is usually a consequence of camouflaging or masking for either an extended period or over a period of time without a break, as it takes a huge amount of effort. It can also be a result of sensory overload, executive functioning demands (juggling too many tasks at once), or stress associated with unexpected change(s).

Over time, burnout can affect a person's overall health as the body's resources are being used, and not being replaced, which also leaves nothing spare for any recovery.”

I’ll leave the link here in case you’d like to read the entire article.

I hope many of you find this helpful.

Autistic Burnout

lemme suck on that adhd i’ve been taking meds

bro lemme get a little suck on that penis you know i have adhd

Makes sense

My body works in mysterious, absolutely dumbass ways. I don't have normal and sensible heat regulation for some reason, so usually my body heat levels are directly proportional to the temperature of whatever beverage I had most recently - if it was cold, I'm cold, and if it was hot, I'm hot. I can go from "sitting in my underwear because it's freaking sweaty in here" to "ah fuck it's cold" and back within an hour for no sensible reason. And if it's cold/raining outside, I'm going to be cold. It's stupid but I don't make the rules.

Today it's been cold and rainy, and we've spent most of the day in the car (with my seat heater on max, but never feeling hot because The Rain Outside). Getting home, I was still fucking freezing at 21 celsius indoors, and since I still needed to take my meds, decided to trigger the overheating response on purpose by having a hot beverage first, so I'd feel the need to remove clothing for comfort and could apply the gel on bare skin as one does.

And for some stupid reason, it freaking worked.

their dynamic is what I live for