#neruodivergence

[thispageisrendering]

"i can redeem anyone" is cute until i can redeem Him

[undiagnosed-neurodivergent-chaos]

I created an AuDHD playlist (though a lot of songs don't actually talk about either)

Some of the songs are honestly just there because they are a vibe or because they remind me of burnout and that kind of thing, so feel free to listen to it if you like!

[rynekins]

I can understand if someone says a cat is "dog-like" if they pant or fetch or "bark" or something like that, even if those are still very much cat behaviors. But it pains me when someone calls a cat "dog-like" when they're being sweet, loving, loyal, social, whatevs. Reminds me that people judge the "severity" of a person's neurodivergence based on how friendly or useful they are to others. "You're autistic? But you act so normal." "Wow! This cat's as nice as a dog!"

[caterpillarinacave]

When you answered someones ask two days ago and they still haven’t responded, so now you’re desperately trying to figure out if their just busy or if you’ve done something horribly wrong:

[fandomohana]

Neurodivergent anxiety, as experienced by me:

Thinking of something you want to say, or post, but not doing either, because you know people won't listen, or don't notice. So you swallow it all down, and stay quiet.

Watching everyone around you find their people, thinking maybe it is possible! Attempting to join what you think is your people, only to still feel alien, alone, and unnoticed.

Monitoring the "successful humans", and trying to mimic what they do, pushing your natural self into the very pit of your soul, eventually forgetting who you really are.

Crippling loneliness, because you only have one or two people to truly be vulnerable with, and they can't be with you all the time to keep the darkness at bay.

Sharing what you're really excited about, and having no one care, so you just tuck the shattered pieces of your soul, into your pocket, and stop sharing.

[i-may-be-an-emu]

does anyone else experience like compulsive head twitches? Thats the best way I can describe it. Its like a weird shiver kinda thing that makes me twitch my head. It feels super uncomfortable if I dont do it and its sort of involuntary but not because I can supress it. It happens when I touch a bad texture, hear a bad sound, or am thinking something that has a bad texture. (Not like bad thoughts neccarcerily, just uncomfortable with no reason, like not words or pictures wither just a thought.) But anyway. Idk what it is and it never happened to me until maybe last year or the year before and they're getting harder to suppress in public.

[meimeikyu]

i have not seen a single person who is normal about the magnus archives either you are insane or you havent discovered it yet

[synththegayestjester]

I headcanon Kirby as Meta Knight’s adopted sibling

[greykolla-art]

Drawing Weyoun is a very slippery slope to just drawing Herbert West.

My focus wanders like you wouldn’t believe!

[chaos-pancakes]

I'm tired of feeling like my accomplishments make me "less disabled".

Yes I do have chronic pain.

Yes I do have severe mental health issues.

Yes I am neurodivergent.

Yes I do need help a lot of the time.

But I'm also an athlete. I pour hours of work into physical activity AND I manage all of these things. I'm also a good student. I CAN do these things and I LOVE doing them and I am so tired of feeling like it isn't an accomplishment.

I struggle everyday and still do things that most people without disabilities couldn't do. I want to be proud of that. I also want my needs to be met when I need them to be. My triumph does not make me less deserving of care and support when I need it most. Just because I pour so much of my limited energy into the things that I love, and I completely change my habits just so I can manage my disabilities, does not mean that it is easy for me. I don't want to grieve the life I could have led. I want to celebrate the one that I manage to lead and love.

[moonpool-system]

Median system Fluttershy icons for fun & comfort

💙💜🧡💛💚

(for all plurals! Exclusionists DNI)

[mikubilliards]

Length is a measure of brain…

[mjj-nostalgia]

"People don't just come here to say a friendly hello to me...You're not like the others either, are you?"

NOT MY GIFS

[goldrshr]

me at any social event ever

[fandomohana]

As an elder ADHD kid, I was diagnosed ADD at age 8, in 1997; I am both delighted in the progress we have made, and in deep mourning for my own possibilities.

I was diagnosed in the pioneering days of ADHD research. My pediatrician thought something was up before I went to school, but my dad was against me being taken to a psychologist, he changed completely by the time I was 8.

I'm a cis female. Why does that matter? Cause the fact is, people who are AFAB tend to present differently than people who are AMAB. Boys showed more of the physical hyperactivity, girls showed more mental hyperactivity. Women or AFAB, are less likely to be diagnosed in childhood, because we tend to be seen as less "disruptive".

Five years of being crammed into a typical school environment, with teachers who meant well, but had no idea what was going on with me. I was caught by a fresh teacher, a couple years in the game, and diagnosed later.

I wish it had helped, but I still didn't know what was going on. It was medicine, doctors offices, and me withering away, trying to be normal, wondering what was wrong with me. I was 20, I think, when an education teacher in college, told me ADHD doesn't mean they can't pay attention, it means they pay attention to EVERYTHING. That blew me away. It would be another five years until I got another glimpse into how my brain worked, and I didn't start following amazing social media pages that really explained what was going on, until my late 20s.

My freshman math teacher has a daughter who is a lot like me. The big difference, adults understand the neurodivergent brain so much better today. This girl has been removed from traditional school, and started seeing a life coach, "who is unlocking real world experiences and helping her decipher what brings her joy and how to channel that into a way to make a living."

Her daughter is now thriving! They have noted amazing changes, because she doesn't have to force herself into a little box anymore. While my heart soared reading her mom's post, I couldn't help but think, what if that had been an option for me? My parents did everything out of love, and since learning more about how my brain works, my mom has been my biggest supporter, my dad passed away before I figured these things out, but I know he'd be supportive too.

But the damage was done, as unintentional as it was, and I'm left trying to unlearn, find myself, and succeed as an adult. I feel like a baby again, trying to relearn how to work with my brain, and it is exhausting.

To the neurokin out there who are finding new, healthier support, I am so happy for you! 💙💙💙 But, I do mourn what I missed out on if I had understood my brain.