Reblog and put in the tags how often you “clean” your tumblr account, deleting old posts.

Tumblr actually has an auto clean function! Where the search function immediately forgets tags and posts making them un-findable

this was under a puppet history video

do yourself a favor and follow the sonic boom writers on twitter

It’s like this

Reversed version so you and your mutuals can bonk back and forth.

what doesn’t kill you makes your pussy tighter

I made this post while having a mental breakdown in the shower

Did it work?

my pussy killed a man last night

hell yeah! that's what's up

Man when I was growing up and dealing with my undiagnosed, unmedicated ADHD and having the worst time, my parents would say, “If you can’t do this now, how are you going to handle being an adult?” all. the. fucking. time.

But all of my problems are actually so fixable.

My mom is out of town and asked me to take out her trash. I forgot. And when I remembered I had two seconds of freaking out before I put together a plan: I got two big plastic boxes, loaded her trash into the trunk of my car, and threw it out in my apartment complex’s dumpster. The only bad thing that happened is I had a small leak into one of the boxes, and I’ve already got that soaking with bleach in my tub. FIXING my terrible ADHD mistake took less effort than doing it properly and you are the only people who will know.

But nooooo when I was a kid it was always ~do it right the first time exactly how we expect or it can’t be done at all~. No fucking wonder I’m a mess of an adult now.

And can we talk about how “how are you going to handle being an adult?” encourages suicidal ideation as well? Bc holy FUCK

The fact is, if no one teaches you these coping strategies, if no one encourages your creativity and problem-solving, you WILL suffer as an adult - but that’s still not your fault.

SO many ADHD kids that go undiagnosed because they’re “gifted” or fly under the radar crash and burn in college. So many crash and burn trying to hold down a stable job.

This isn’t mean to be doom and gloom, it’s meant as an admonishment to parents and teachers and administrators and therapists and all other adults: if you see a child who is struggling and you do not give them coping techniques; if you do not teach them a different way to accomplish the task, or if you don’t encourage them to think up ways that work for them, you are setting that child up for failure.

I’ve had to do so much work just to stay afloat as an ADHD adult. It’s hard. Sometimes it feels impossibly hard. But I just keep trying to stick with the tricks I know work; to try out new ones, and if something is novel and works for a bit, great!! If the novelty wears off and the coping technique stops working, that’s normal for ADHD too. You are not FAILING if the thing that worked for two weeks suddenly isn’t working anymore. We thrive off novelty, period.

Some of the techniques will stick, I promise.

My parents spent years and years trying to teach me to keep track of my keys with shame. 

Never. Fucking. Worked. 

I’d do shit like walk around the neighborhood for two hours in winter rather than admit that my keys were lost again. And even when I could keep track of my keys, it was a constant drain of executive function points that I could have been spending on things like homework.

My husband hung little key hooks by the front door, and it worked instantly. Not 100% effective, but like 99% effective. And when my keys do get lost, instead of blaming myself, I stop and think about why the system broke and how I might need to modify it. Oh, there was snow, and dealing with boots and other outerwear distracted me as I came in the door? Yeah, that might happen. How do I incorporate key hanging into the process of wet boot removal?

as someone without ADHD but who lives with someone with ADHD who has in turn experienced all the constant parental shaming we’re talking about, the things he’s most terrified of doing or thinks i’ll get mad at him for are actually not that big a deal in the grand scheme of things.

scared to use the oven in case he forgets to turn it off: ovens can stay on for a while. i’m never gone so long i wouldn’t notice and turn it off myself.

scared to forget to lock the door: who cares? we don’t have anything valuable anyone would want to steal, and they did, a locked door wouldn’t stop them.

scared to park in the garage in case he hits either wall and damages the property: yeah that would definitely suck but 1) he’ll get a scratch on his car, whoopdeedo, and 2) a garage door can be fixed. it might cost money but whatever. mistakes happen. all you can do is fix them.

scared to forget his laundry in the washer (which he’s done several times now): just wash it again. 

scared to forget his meds before work: i bought him a little med bottle for his keychain so he can take a couple spares with him.

scared to forget something i asked him to do: i’ll remind him or, better yet, we’ll do it together.

scared to leave something out in the kitchen: ?? ??? i will put it away.  

to me, unless something causes actual bodily harm or death, it’s not that big a deal. everything can be fixed. everything. the worst that can ever happen is that you lose time or money, and maybe it’s a lot of time and maybe it’s a lot of money, but the point is, it can be fixed. you can burn your entire fucking house down and as long as no one’s hurt, nearly everything can be replaced. no doubt it will suck and you’ll lose a few things of sentimental value, but it’s just stuff. just physical objects that you own. and the place you live is just a building. imo it’s way more worth it to live without shame or fear and make the occasional mistake/forget something important than it is to be constantly vigilant of what-ifs. 

My life changed when I learned HOW to fix mistakes. When a mistake wasn’t a spiral to despair. When I finally quit trying to be perfect and decided to use my weird brain for creative solutions. ADHD brains are WIRED to be creative and beautiful problem solvers. When you accept that your can be GOOD at fixing mistakes, they become opportunities to shine instead of abuse yourself. And that’s a WONDERFUL feeling!

I cannot emphasize enough how much of a life hack it is to exclusively be friends with, date and marry people who are not constantly mean assholes to you.

This may seem like basic common sense, but one interesting (and kind of terrifying) thing I recently read was that some individuals who grew up in an emotionally abusive environment find that their anxiety level actually decreases in the presence of those who are mean or overly critical of them because it's familiar. Their nervous systems are hard wired to react to that kind of treatment as "normal" in the sense that it knows what to do with it--what defense mechanisms to employ when, etc.

Meanwhile, kinder, more peaceful, and healthier relationships are quite a dramatic adjustment, and ironically feel less predictable because of all the threats that are absent and never materialize. It feels suspicious or too good to be true, which in turn ratchets up hypervigilance and hyper-arousal. Instead of knowing what BS is coming because it always does, there's the nebulous sense that the other shoe is just waiting to drop. Safety and respect can feel the most unsafe for a while, because as far as the traumatized nervous system is concerned, those things don't exist, or if they do in any form, there must be a million unseen strings attached.

This is part of what traps a lot of people in abusive relationships, consistently draws them to want to please assholes, or keeps them moving from one unhealthy environment to the next--a highly toxic comfort of familiarity where being on the receiving end of cruelty feels like "home".

The sizzling sound of coke in my hand is hypnotic to Escobar

Big dilemma

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I'm sorry I'm not over this yet

Imagine being a marine biologist and a marine biology comes to visit you but you're not home 😭😭

people who live in areas where there are native lizards should never take that for granted. you can just go outside and see a little guy hanging out. what’s better than that?

What’s better is when the little guy starts doing little pushups, to impress another little guy you haven’t spotted yet. Or possibly you.

IM GONNA CRY

btw this frog is ok, theres a very small cricket under his face he’s trying to get and he’s failing and angry about it

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Your best is what you can do without harming your mental and physical health, not what you can accomplish when you disregard it.

This. This is the one!

open and raw communication with your partner may be uncomfortable and feel so ugly and vulnerable but it solves soo many problems in the end

The idea that was sold to us of "love is effortless and you should communicate telepathically with your partner" is false. Love is awkward as hell. It's A LOT of straight up talking and realization of your self - your own needs. It's important to make those needs heard. Do not deny yourself full love

that idea robs us of so much intimacy, the intimacy that comes with honesty and vulnerability and being known.

there is no minimum amount of suffering before you are allowed to want to alleviate it

ultimately i guess my advice when it comes to figuring out your gender identity and expression is: think of it like you're in a dressing room, but for your gender, and just shop around, try things out and see what fits. you can always return anything that doesn't fit right.

also: there's no limited free trial before you have to commit and you don't have to provide any receipts as proof of purchase, and if anyone tells you otherwise, fuck em. oh, they want to speak to the manager? baby you are the manager

in honor of season 3 of game changer airing, i’ve clipped brennan’s fully buckwild monologue from the final episode of season 2

This whole episode is amazing because you watch Brenan, who has arguably won the most games of any College Humor cast member and is quite intelligent, lose his fucking mind as he fails to guess “yes or no” correctly to every question. It gets funnier as Zac and Ally got crowns for figuring the game out first.

And, yes, the premise of the game was “guess yes or no and if you’re answer matches Brenan, you’re wrong because Brenan can not win.”

Brennan is Chaotic New Yorker and just watching him makes me feel represented

I was thinking of you during this rant, not gonna lie