#audhd doctor

[funkylildragonfella]

AuDHD dyspraxic 11 in Closing Time

Part 3

[vero-niche]

when you tell your therapist something from your past and it leaves them speechless

[dandelionjack]

all of the doctors are, by human standards, AuDHD (autistic + adhd). but the question stands which incarnations are more autistic and which are more adhd

more autistic: 1, 3, 5, 7 (!), 9, 12 (!), war, fugitive

more adhd: 2 (!), 4 (!), 6, 8, 10 (!), 14, 15

maxed out on both in equal measure: 11 (!!!), 13

thank you for coming to my ted talk. the master is not quantifiable and has fashioned their copy of the DSM-7 into an origami cyberman

[gean-grey-blog]

It's fucking fascinating to me to watch the House fandom have this flood of new people who immediately look at him and go "this bitch is autistic AF"

Greg House is definitely written autistic, but it was 2006 and our cultural image of autism was only people like the kid in Lines in the Sand. The show, especially that episode, was in direct conversation with the development of cultural awareness of high masking autism. They didn't say he was autistic because people like him didn't know they were yet.

The fandom at the time was full of autistics, myself among them, who had not yet been diagnosed, but connected with this character in such an intrinsic way for _some reason_

It's actually insanely cool to see the change in understanding in those intervening years

[deadpoetemi]

I have autism, but not in the Shaun Murphy/Sheldon Cooper/Spencer Reid way, but in the Gregory House/Sherlock Holmes/10th Doctor way

[clowns0cks]

guys I love thoschei I don't think you get it like I'm not gatekeeping but I'm insane about them I feel love for them in a way I never felt for anything I feel sick when I think about them and I'm thinking about them 24/7 I'M NOT JOKING I wake up and I think about them and I keep doing that until I go to sleep. And I can't sleep cause they're on my mind. it's not healthy at all I hate them I love them they ruined my life they're the reason for my life I would die for them I would kill for them I would kill them. They're my everything. They're all I am at this point if there's no thoschei there's no me. I can't do basic tasks cause I keep thinking about them. Everything reminds me of them. I see videos of cats and I think about them. I see anything and it reminds me of them. I can't live anymore without thinking about them. If thoschei has 0 fans I am DEAD.

[goodsavetheking]

I'M SO SORRYYYY

I really like to think that Data and Julian are in a queerplatonic relationship. (garashir and DaForge is canon)

[deepspacetits]

Of all the heartbreak contained within “Doctor Bashir, I presume?” I think this is the most heartbreaking thing to me:

- “You don't know. You've never had a child. You don't know what it's like to watch your son. To watch him fall a little further behind every day. You know he's trying, but something's holding him back. You don't know what it's like to stay up every night worrying that maybe it's your fault. Maybe you did something wrong during the pregnancy, maybe you weren't careful enough, or maybe there's something wrong with you. Maybe you passed on a genetic defect without even knowing it.”

Because, while it may be true they weren’t ashamed of young Jules, it still stands that the genetic resequencing was about them. About Amsha and Richard, and not about Julian. They made him illegal, and they say it’s Julian’s own good, but even here, it becomes about them and their feelings. It’s not about doing the right thing for Julian, it’s about setting their minds at ease. It’s about fixing something they believe is wrong with him.

Not even when they’re trying to say they did this for Julian, is it about Julian.

[vegasicilia]

My bad, I forgot I had autism.

So, big f*cking week at work. Very f**king big week. I crushed it. I rose to the opportunity and finished better than anyone thought a project of mine at work. Boss huged me. Parents said they were proud. My LinkedIn was soaring. I was happy. I'm still happy.

I spent a whole week being more social, more hyperactive, more organized and more talkative than ever. I met people after people and made small talk. I f*cking orchestrated, directed and executed an event I had been planning for since May. Working 13 hours a day for 3 days. I FREAKING KILLED IT. All while going to the gym, keeping my diet in check and taking care of myself (bedroom clean, teeth brushed, nails clean, beard shaven).

Side note, for you my readers (is anyone reading this?). There's a thing I haven't told you officially, my dear Tumblr blog, and that is that I have a big fat autistic brain with ADHD sprinkles on top. And since I didn't know about any of this since I was 20, years have passed and my subconscious stil thinks I don't have autism and ADHD and that I can just function as a normal human being.

Back to the main story, an hour after the event was done and everyone was going home, it hit me. Like a train. My regular delusion that I can be a normal person for extended periods of time came to an end faster than I can say "autism". Like a freaking tsunami had reached my shore, I broke down at a friends house and slept for 12h straight. My brain had had enough. Dopamine wasn't flowing. Adrenaline rush was gone. My frontal cortex announced early retirement as I said goodbye to the few people who stayed until the very end.

I was down on my friends's sofa for about half a day. I thought that would be it, that I would get home and go to work the next day and everything would be fine. But it was not. I've spent the last few days as a zombie, walking around the office as if anything around me had anything to do with me. I came home at the end of my 9 to 5 to have dinner at 7 and be in bed by 8-9 every day. I stopped going to the gym, I couldn't care less about my diet and my skincare has stopped. And I can't do anything about it. I just don't care. I can't make myself care.

I have to stand aside as my brain repeats the cycle again: work hard & play hard until you can't take it anymore. And it's not something I can't really control. My roomates don't understand why I'm home so much and I'm not out and about all day like always. My friends reach out to hang but I just wanna wear my new pajamas and watch the new Doctor Who special (it was awesome btw, love you David Tennant)

I need recharging, but it feels like the world is made only for Duracell AA batteries I'm a potato in salt water trying to power a Tesla in the highway.

[adarkn1ght]

special interests are so weird because they make me feel so unbelievably happy sometimes but they can also make me feel crushingly depressed

it’s upsetting that I can’t talk about it whenever I want to without being called weird or a slur

it’s upsetting when other people claim to know more than me

it’s upsetting when other people say that they enjoy it as much as me

it’s upsetting when I can’t interact with it in any stimulating way and feel like I’m going to literally die

hell, if something sad happens in a comic book I like, then im devastated. special interests aren’t all fun

[mooonbae]

[ my favorite neurodivergent coded characters 12/♾️ ]

[funkylildragonfella]

They're The Autistic Quartet and you cannot convince me otherwise.

[heyitsspaceace]

love that everyone who has played the doctor has put their own special spin on them, but there is always two commonalities throughout every version of the doctor, they're always gonna be queer and neurodivergent

[bobcatblahs]

Me, with two active WIPS, two paused WIPS, and tons of life stuff going on: OVERWHELMED

My brain, who is a bastard and hates me: you wanna make NineRose royal fantasy fic and have to research it right now

Me: yeah okay

[yoikami]

Finally a doctor that won't gaslight me

Pattern by: CholyKnight 🪦✨💜

[darkestimmortal]

*snickers* So they’re using the Doctor’s neurodivergence against them. Honestly, not a bad tactic. Tennant’s Doctors are nothing if not a gigantic AuDHD mood.