you are good even when you are unemployed.

you are good even when you need to rely on others’ help.

you are good even when you are depressed.

you are good even when you are hurt.

you are good even when you are scared.

you are good even when you are overwhelmed.

you are good even when you are not tidy.

you are good even when you are confused.

you are good even when you have difficulty performing tasks.

you are good even when you feel like you’ll never measure up to being an adult.

symptoms are not morality.

So Utterson was dreaming all night about his very good friend Jekyll happily sleeping in bed and smiling at his dreams, thought about him in bed again later after reminiscing about how Jekyll was wild in his youth, and referred to him four times as Harry, a pet name based on his first name in an era where men of their social class typically addressed each other by surname even if they were close friends unless they were very very intimate friends who had grown up with each other as children or boys at an all-boys boarding school?

And all this in the possible context of worrying that Hyde might be Jekyll's secret lover?

That bitch be jealous

Important

Adding this because they’re safe for dogs too

How are turkey skin and bones not safe? Please elaborate.

Dunno about skin, but Turkey bones, and avian bones in general, are really easy to shatter. If a dog eats said shards, it could tear up their insides.

Important for all pet users!!

The skin is very fatty and can lead to diarrhea, vomiting, and/or pancreatitis. Pancreatitis can lead to a very expensive hospital stay, and is quite painful. When in doubt, best not to feed human food.

Important PSA for this (and every) holiday season! As someone with dogs and cats in her life, both of these are nice to have on hand!

Additionally, the skin of the turkey is where most of the seasoning goes. Salt is bad for your pet in those amounts, and any garlic powder or onion or similar is REALLY bad.

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potterheads, grab your wands

whovians, hop in your TARDISes

supernatural fans, get the shotguns

sherlockians, hire your consulting criminals

tributes, knock an arrow

avengers fans, assemble

lotr fans, unsheath Sting

we’ve got a few people to track down

Les Mis fans, build a barricade? Yes?

Gleeks, grab your slushies

Rizzles fans, grab your guns and scalpels

Wizards and Witches, time to kick muggle ass.

NCIS fans, grab your gear.

Castle fans, alakazam that jackass

The Last Airbender fans master your bending

Assassin’s Creed fans, ready your hidden blades.

Falling In Reverse fans, get Charlie.

BVB Army, get on your warpaint.

Slash gash Terror Crew, grab your chainsaws.

VE! Coven, show your fangs.

Directioners, get the fucking glitter

beliebers,get the supras.

Of Mice and Men fans, get squidgy.

Motionless In White fans, get Officer Peppercorn and some PCP.

Pierce The Veil fans, get the Sheepcat.

Sleeping With Sirens fans, get Sam Link..

Naruto fans, grab your kunai

Bleach fans, ready your zampakuto

Homestucks get your Strife Specibus

no fucking way its the actual post

I’m shaking this post was never meant to be seen outside of screenshots and jokes

this is one of the worst posts on tumblr

this is one of the best posts on tumblr 

Holy shit I never thought I would ever see this

A relic from the dark times

This is like watching how people want to attack area 51

this is hands down the one post on the internet that sums up why fandoms, all of them, are trash and should burn

World Heritage Post

@that-bastard-with-all-the-bones

You wanted something to scare the Twitter users away?

Elon Musk bought Twitter and immediately fired the CEO, the CFO, and a bunch of other executives in charge of trust and safety.

This shit is getting to like Succession levels of insane.

He's bringing back trump and he's going to let the political bots run rampant.

I'm laughing nervously but i'm genuinely a little scared now.

What the fuck is happening to democracy that it's all being shifted by fucking social media?

Fuck Twitter.

He fired the people responsible for censorship and banning of users

If you’ve spent even five minutes on Twatter you’ll know that they’re more than ready to ban anyone for any kind of criticism (fair or otherwise) levelled at any political figure in power

Frankly, booting out those workshy cunts is nothing but a good thing. Roll on Musk

i cant believe there are people who still havent seen this video

I could probably recite this entire video, word-for-word, on demand.

Goddamn, this is nearly thirty years old and it fits like a glove into contemporary shitpost cadence and aesthetics, this is High Art

IT BETTER NOT BOUNCE OR YOU’RE A DEAD MOTHERFUCKER

Rude, I'm not THAT bad at the game! >:(

Disconnected

Not worth the effort.

If you had to consciously solve for whatever they are asking about, then yes. You struggle with The Thing, you've just also gotten good at winning that fight.

Neurotypical/abled people don't have a system because they don't have that struggle.

They don't "solve" socks by wearing stockings or sandals, the socks never took any effort or needed a solution.

This is also why a lot of them can't solve the problem themselves when they eg break a bone and can't bend over anymore. They've never had a problem before. But now they can no longer "win" at socks without trying, leading to a lot of additional stress on top of the injury.

Fair. Let me clarify further. Let's focus again on the socks, but narrow the scope specifically to autism.

Imagine an autism questionnaire asks 'do you struggle with socks?'

If you have ever spent enough time thinking about this to consciously form an opinion or habit about socks, you should assume the answer is yes.

It doesn't matter if you like socks, if you hate them, if you were confused about them but you 'get it' now. None of that matters. The time and thought are what matter.

Here's why.

Society is built around neurotypicality. So much so that their behaviour almost never conflicts with social norms. When it does conflict, when they have to actually ask themselves about why their behaviour isn't already considered and catered to, it stands out. It's noticeable. For a lot of them, their major conflicts are relatively few, and relatively worse because of their rarity.

To an allistic person, the every day act of putting on socks is not something they ever have to think about. It's not even that they guess right every time, it's that they don't even guess.

So, to an allistic person, whose every day life until now has been 'wake up already knowing if socks are expected, then putting them on without any conscious thought. The actual act of having to ask yourself about socks often enough to have an opinion at all suggests a struggle.

For an autistic person it is an unavoidable and relatively normal thing, even enjoyable if you like socks.

This tendency to center and even assign emotional or moral weight to the allistic perspective in this example can be generalized to almost EVERY TIME a medical, psychological, or disability test asks any questions about 'problems doing a thing' or 'difficulty with a task.'

Here are some common examples just off the top of my head.

How to Read Comics the Marvel Way #2 (2021)

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RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE. 

When I was at one of my lowest (mental) points in life, I couldn’t get out of bed some days. I had no energy or motivation and was barely getting by.

I had therapy once per week, and on this particular week I didn’t have much to ‘bring’ to the session. He asked how my week was and I really had nothing to say.

“What are you struggling with?” he asked.

I gestured around me and said “I dunno man. Life.”

Not satisfied with my answer, he said “No, what exactly are you worried about right now? What feels overwhelming? When you go home after this session, what issue will be staring at you?”

I knew the answer, but it was so ridiculous that I didn’t want to say it.

I wanted to have something more substantial.

Something more profound.

But I didn’t.

So I told him, “Honestly? The dishes. It’s stupid, I know, but the more I look at them the more I CAN’T do them because I’ll have to scrub them before I put them in the dishwasher, because the dishwasher sucks, and I just can’t stand and scrub the dishes.”

I felt like an idiot even saying it.

What kind of grown ass woman is undone by a stack of dishes? There are people out there with *actual* problems, and I’m whining to my therapist about dishes?

But my therapist nodded in understanding and then said:

“RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.”

I began to tell him that you’re not supposed to, but he stopped me.

“Why the hell aren’t you supposed to? If you don’t want to scrub the dishes and your dishwasher sucks, run it twice. Run it three times, who cares?! Rules do not exist, so stop giving yourself rules.”

It blew my mind in a way that I don’t think I can properly express.

That day, I went home and tossed my smelly dishes haphazardly into the dishwasher and ran it three times.

I felt like I had conquered a dragon.

The next day, I took a shower lying down.

A few days later. I folded my laundry and put them wherever the fuck they fit.

There were no longer arbitrary rules I had to follow, and it gave me the freedom to make accomplishments again.

Now that I’m in a healthier place, I rinse off my dishes and put them in the dishwasher properly. I shower standing up. I sort my laundry.

But at a time when living was a struggle instead of a blessing, I learned an incredibly important lesson:

THERE ARE NO RULES.

RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE!!!

(by Kate Scott 2018)

I am reminded about the person with ocd whose therapist had them taking their iron with them in the car, so they didn’t obsess over whether they’d left it on. I got over a ton of my anxiety about getting lost by basically packing apocalypse level go bag. Was i going to be driving more than the 15 minutes to the office? No. Is there any situation where i am going to /need/ the tent and camp shovel that’s in my car? Pretty low odds on that. Did putting those things in the trunk mean i could relax and not freak out about stuff going wrong? Yep, and it didn’t cost anything more than some space for groceries.

If you can find work around that work for you, fucking embrace them.

i used to get really intense night terrors, because i was a huge ball of anxiety and i also have incredibly detailed and intense nightmares basically every single night.

you know what helped?

when i lived on my own in college, i bought a roman gladiolus off a guy in pioneer square for 30$ and i kept it leaned up against my bed. when i woke up from a nightmare i’d stick my hand out and grab my sword and be like ‘okay. so. whether or not monsters are real. this sword is very real.’

it really, really helped. unlike sleeping with a loaded gun, it’s very hard to kill anyone on accident with a sheathed sword, but still extremely goddamn comforting to hug eight pounds of sharpened steel while you try and figure out if the insect man is going to come back out of your closet and keep peeling your skin off.

several years later when i didn’t need it anymore, i sold the sword to a nice lesbian, also for 30$, also in pioneer square, thus completing the cycle of Weird Guy Who Will Sell You A Suspiciously Cheap Sword. keeping portland weird is a sacred duty to all who partake.

anyway, if you’re scared of shit, please buy a very big blade, i can’t recommend it highly enough. walmart sells machetes in the camping aisle for like 10$.

Honestly so many people I saw for my ocd had the goal of fixing it completely and I never got anywhere, until I had one that said ‘you are always going to have ocd. You don’t have to fix it, you just have to twist your rules and find loopholes to make it manageable’ and you know what? That helped so *fucking* much. Can’t stop yourself from checking the front door lock 45 times when you leave? Get your partner to do it for you. A previous therapist told me to do it once and just ride out the panic attack. Since I’ve been asking him to do it, I only need to check 5 times when I leave by myself. Have a crippling fear about being in the car for more than an hour but need to travel a really long distance? Make an itinerary to stop at nice rest stops every 45 minutes. Some shitty advice I got about that was to put myself in the car and let my partner drive me wherever he wanted to go for hours without letting me out. Since I realised we can stop wherever possible, I feel a lot better about travelling, where before I got a panic attack just walking down the road. Worried about the microwave blowing up while you’re out? Sell it. Another therapist told me to microwave porridge for breakfast every morning until I stopped panicking about it. I haven’t missed the microwave but I’m lucky there cause I love cooking. You don’t have to break your rules, but bending them helps a whole lot, as does flat out ignoring rules which don’t work for you. Everyone gets mad at me when I tell them I don’t have a microwave. What role says I have to own one? Only the rule that we put on ourselves. I don’t have that rule anymore and I love it. Fuck microwaves.

My little sister takes a bag on every car trip and is packed with anything we might need. Pads, a comb and tiny mirror, hair ties and clips, a spare scarf, masks and gloves, vaseline, Panadol. She gets anxious about these things and we all sort of collectively decided it wasn’t worth worrying over, even if she brings it for even the smallest trips or it takes her a while to get the bag when we’re late. And you know what? It helped. It helped her, it came in handy quite a few times. Let people do things that make them worry less and it just makes a better experience for everyone involved

#before my oarents moved in i didnt put clothes away#i had a clean basket and a dirty basket ans a clothing rack and rhey all lived in the laundry room#it worked#it was fine#and then they moved in and decided i needed to put stuff away and now my laundry is a disaster all the time#ugh  tags via @samiholloway

Yes! I recently moved out and bought myself two clothes baskets: clean and dirty. I don’t use the dresser at all anymore: if it isn’t something I hang in the closet, I leave it in the basket (even if I fold it first, like jeans, so it doesn’t get wrinkly). It’s SO MUCH EASIER! I also use two washcloths in the shower: one for my face and one for everything else, because I didn’t like the idea of using my body washcloth on my face? My mom would’ve had a fit if I was still living at home, but she’s not here now, so fuck that.

I spent my two-hour layover mourning the two halves of my Ovation. Help me save others from the same fate!

SIGNAL BOOST. I honestly didn’t know this.

#my dad - a professional musician - has many horror stories from people who didn’t know this and had their guitars totally wrecked on planes #advice duck

The More You Know.

I did not know this

This goes for violins and any other stringed instrument as well

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Things I like about this decal on a restaurant window: -the insane orange waiter -that he’s carrying his plates in the air like a strongman -the couple looks like this isn’t the first time he’s done this, but it’s easier to just let it happen at this point. -the sign says PASTA as if he’s screaming it like a frankenstein -but he’s holding a plate of an entire chicken and a plate of wine glasses -there’s three wine glasses -one’s for him.

This makes me laugh to the point of tears every time I see it

frothing at the mouth over the sheer number of undeclared allergens in both prescription and otc meds

we are at a fucking 12/10

"Worryingly, they discovered that 93 percent of medications contain allergens, including lactose, dyes, and peanut oil. Almost all medicines contain ingredients that some people might not be able to tolerate, such as gluten."

and medications have none of the same requirements to label allergens as foods, and supplements don't even need to be truthful about their content. im currently having to go through and throw out/replace my medications bc I recently had an allergy escalate to "potentially deadly" and am now finding that process was helped by the fucking thing being hidden in half my fucking medications

so yeah for anyone with moderate to severe allergies, check ALL the meds you take, especially if you're reacting and don't know why.

this is one of those "reblog to actually save a life" things i think

[Plain Text Transcription: we are at a fucking 12/10 "Worryingly, they discovered that 93 percent of medications contain allergens, including lactose, dyes, and peanut oil. Almost all medicines contain ingredients that some people might not be able to tolerate, such as gluten." End Transcription.]

The toughest looking guys are usually the biggest babies and I love them.

Gotta make money somehow

The older this gets the funnier it is

the way redbubble showcases products in awful minimalist workspaces is such a great source of comedy

can you imagine being in a rich persons house and it's all horrible postmodernist architecture and neutral colors and they take you to their living room and theres just this

my favourite adhd / general executive dysfunction feeling is when you become very consciously aware that you are bored and there is nothing interesting left on the 5 social media apps you’ve been cycling around for the past hour and finally a small logical part of your brain goes “hey! perhaps at this point it might actually be more fun to do one of the productive things you’ve been putting off!” and you’re this close to going oh huh yeah maybe that’s true! and getting up to do some housework or read a book or something when a far louder part of your brain goes “NO WAIT!!!! maybe THIS time when we refresh tumblr…. it will be interesting again” and you’re like “ohhhh right sorry for doubting you boss” & promptly get right back to doing fuck all

How dare you call me out like this

I’ve started calling this “Digital Pacing” and since naming it, it’s helped me recognize the pattern before I’ve fallen too long into its trap.

If you’re Digital Pacing here on me then GO AWAY and do your thing. I’m not going to be interesting right now and you’re stressing me out watching

The more I read posts like this the more I feel like I might be part of the spectrum somewhere -

When I was a (unmedicated, undiagnosed ADHD) kid, like, under 12, my room was a mess all the time. Not shocking.

I struggled keeping it clean.

I struggled getting it clean.

I would sincerely put in quite a bit of effort and be really proud of the progress I made. Then one of my parents would come check and see how I was doing.

"Well, you've still got a long way to go."

That sentence. I was like, 11 when my parents were saying that to me. It was crushing. All my pride and satisfaction with my work was completely gone. All my effort was worthless to them. All they saw what everything I didn't do.

At the age of ELEVEN, I knew that wasn't right. That wasn't fair. I swore to myself I would never invalidate someone's work like that.

Now, at 30, I catch myself thinking 'I cleaned up, but my apartment is still so messy.' and I flashback to standing in my bedroom as a child, hearing those fucking words from my parents.

'No. I wouldn't invalidate someone else's work. I'm not going to invalidate my own. I did good. I made progress.' and I'll list the things that I DID get done to myself.

You deserve credit for all the progress you make.

You deserve credit for all the work you do.

It doesn't matter how much work you have left.

What you accomplish, no matter how small, counts. Even when what you accomplished was taking a day to rest and recharge and give yourself a break.

Never let anyone invalidate your work. Not even you.

all video games should have a “I’m shit at video games but I’m curious about the story and I don’t want to watch a let’s play” mode

I am

I made this post because I am disabled and no matter how much I practice there are some games I will never be able to play because I physically cannot move my fingers the way you have to and the responses to this post from other disabled people, people who grew up unable to play video games, and people who just aren’t very good at them has been extremely enthusiastically positive, while people who apparently can’t conceive of the idea that some people will never be good at gaming condescendingly comment, tag or send me asks telling me to try easy mode or to get good despite the fact that the feature I’m describing already exists in some games and mods. if you’re part of the latter group, consider that some of us can not ever be good at video games and we still deserve to be able to participate and have fun

Ok, real talk, if you play PC games I use a program called Wemod that has settings for almost every game ever and you can change them to suit your needs Unlimited health? one hit kill? unlimited items? They can’t mod multiplayer games, but every genre of game imaginable is on Wemod so I use it for everything from stardew valley, subnautica, hades, farming sim and more! It mods the games to your level of ease without needing to mess with any files or get deep into webpages for mods yourself It is a life changer

FYI ⬆️⬆️⬆️

Only passing along as the only games I play are on my phone.

Get an older sibling and have them play the game and you watch

One, this is older siblings who watch younger siblings play erasure, two that’s not the point. People deserve to enjoy the experience of playing a game for themselves. Watching someone play is fun. Playing yourself is a different kind of fun.

There are so many reasons why someone wouldn’t want to be challenged by a game, and it’s ridiculous that people can’t fathom someone requiring a different gameplay than themselves. 

Back in the dark ages when I was a kid and we got our first computer, my dad noticed that I was sad because I wanted to play computer games like him, so he would let me play his games in god mode. Should a five year old have been playing Ultimate Doom? Absolutely not. Did I enjoy the shit out of it, particularly the part where I couldn’t die and could just wander around aimlessly machine gunning demons to death with no real goal in mind? Hell yes.

Also, no one should have to explain the reason they want to play the game in god mode.

That is absolutely none of your business, if someone wants to play the game with max items, weapons, armor, money etc., whatever reason they’re playing that way for. YOU, the anon on the internet have no business knowing or shitting on how they play. It’s THEIR game, and THEIR gameplay experience. and I hope OP was able to play their game the way they wanted to without being stymied by the games mechanics.

Oh shit, I have something for this!

Can I Play That? is a fantastic resource for fellow disabled folks who want to play video games, as well as non-disabled video game devs who want to make their games more accessible. I highly recommend checking it out!

Disabled person here… and also I want to play games to relax, not have a panic attack because I can’t keep up with the controls!

Yes. This. There are some games I can’t play even on easy mode because my fingers just don’t work like that. Or it hurts and I have to stop playing and then it takes me for-ev-er by which time I’m bored to shit with it. I like FPS games. I want to explore the world, kill a few enemies, melee a bit. Not die repeatedly because my hands don’t work like an able bodied person’s do and game developers think easy mode is pointless.

Also I want a murder horse. Thank you, Battlefield 1, for giving me a game I can play and a murder horse.