I have EDS, which has caused POTS + CFS as comorbidities. Prior to developing POTS and CFS, I was the sharpest person in my class, I did things very quickly, and understood things faster than others. This was constantly pointed out by people. I experienced an incredibly delayed diagnosis of POTS. Normally, on average, it takes about 4 years from the onset of symptoms to be diagnosed. For me it took 12 and I can't help but feel like having an undiagnosed heart issue for so long caused some neurological damage.
I am on a heart medication for POTS called ivabradine and it has helped me so much, however the symptom that still lingers the most is the brain fog, which is extremely embarrassing. Some days I can't even form a coherent sentence, I'll say down instead of up, I'll forget what someone said in the middle of their sentence, I'll forget what day it is, be unable to process what's directly in front of me, or forget where I am spatially. It's so bad that my family have likened me to a
There's an expectation that you can receive calls anytime, reply to messages quickly, it's like having people in your pocket, always with you.
And I don't even use most social media, which others often find weird. I don't understand how people put up with and manage so many messages when it's multiple per minute. Snapchat, Instagram, Discord, Messenger, every few seconds responding to something is what I see most others doing.
Oh, funnily, it's often the people who constantly say "Back in my good ole times we had no smartphones like you, and we lived just fine." who expect a prompt reply, or get mad when you don't pick up the phone.
People can and will just message you during the day and suddenly expect you to change your plans.
And why have a smartphone then? Its evolved from being just a communicator. It's a computer, flashlight, camera, modem, access point, storage device, music player, radio receiver, remote control, portable server if you're weird enough, but simply, a lot m
seriously, someone I know caused me to show signs of ptsd which was later diagnosed and i feel actually anxious and nauseous around her with constant nightmares of her but apparently thatās okay that shes causing me to feel that way because āshe was just having a bad dayā and āthereās nothing wrong with an introvert being distant to peopleā.
because being introverted = harming someone to the point they have ptsd. and since she was having a bad day and the poor woman suffers so much, of course it should be okay!!
itās sick how badly abusing someone for years for their disability and thinking theyāre disgusting and deserve death goes unpunished.
I've seen a lot of people on this site make comments that terrorism is now legal in the Untied States or asking if it's now legal for them to storm the capitol and other such nonsense.
No, pardoning someone does not change the law. A pardon just means that individual will not be punished for that specific crime. It doesn't mean that individual is allowed to commit further crimes or even the same one again. It doesn't mean the crime is no longer illegal. It doesn't mean future offenders are guaranteed a pardon. All it means is that individual is forgiven for those specific actions by law.
If you forgive someone for lying to you, that doesn't mean that for the rest of your life they and everyone else has permission to lie to you.
So, my ex Issac (19nb, ~16nb at the time) [pronouns he/they] was my friend from therapy group. He was really friendly towards me (and handsome!) so I (at the time 15f) started to have a slight crush on him.
At one point, he casually mentioned that he had a partner, so I decided not to proceed any further and let the feelings die.
Since, at the time, his phone got taken away, I couldnāt get any contact information from him, when he left the group and therapy group ended with the leader getting a new job somewhere else, I didnāt see Issac for a while.
I moved on forever. I didnāt like him anymore and never would that way, or so I thought.
I still go to therapy, just with a new therapist. While I was waiting to talk to her one day, I saw Issac again playing a video game on his phone. I was ecstatic, and started chatting with him.
I got his contact information and we started to become friends again. Issac became the kind of guy with a ton of friends, but heās also dependent on drugs
We have lived here for the last 10 years. We always pay our water bill. Occasionally, we'll forget and receive a final notice for our water bill which we will promptly pay.
Tonight at 8 pm, a city police officer banged on our door with a blinding flashlight in hand. Made me verify my identification and then handed me my water bill (the due date being a week from now)
normally, i would, but what point is there? even if she has a bad day, sheās not going to learn her lesson. she has diagnosed npd and a bunch of other mental illnesses (untreated) and cannot accept fault.
even if she is sad, NO amount of sadness she has will be as large as the damage sheās done, nor will it fix anything at all.
My sister Lena (14F) sent me these pictures (so āMeā is Lena, not me) and said I could use them as long as the names were blacked out for advice and such.
Ashlyn (blue, 14F) apparently has NPD, which could be a reason but doesnāt excuse her behavior. She is known for being an overall rude person, especially towards Lena, and is also known for exaggerating, giving vague explanations, not able to identify people and messing up timing on things (bringing up drama that happened ārecentlyā when it either never happened or was weeks ago), and even lying that people donāt like Lena when they clearly do. Lenaās confusion makes me wonder if half of the stuff even happened, and if it did, possibly not in the way Ashlyn tried to convince her it did.
Due to Ashlyn being vague a lot, Lena will ask her what sheās talking about and Ashlyn will get mad and insult her.
Iāve also observed that people say that Ashlynās interactions and reasons to be angry at people is often odd and not natural
so many people say they support me even if i have autism and bipolar. they say they donāt mind, that they want to help me. theyāre lying. they take it for granted, think iām weird for something i cant control, take advantage of me and abuse me.
my friend lied about being this very supportive person who believes in equality. she hates me for being bipolar and autistic. she lied.
a girl broke up with me because im bipolar. she called me a creep and a psychopath.
she yells at me for everything. she hits me (not hard) ruins my mental health, doesnt want me talking to anyone besides her.
she says everyone hates me, that only she likes me. then she said that me not knowing social skills and being mentally ill was stupid and that im a terrible person. she told me i should die.
she hates me bc i have a disability, she tried to strangle me once and claim it was a joke. i hate her so much. i have to see her every day.
stop trying to give me an ultimatum, saying iāll go to hell or that we canāt be friends if i donāt pray.
if iām uncertain that god exists because thereās NO PROOF EITHER WAY for me.
iām not a āperfectā straight christian woman like you are, iām not going to change myself because my looks ātemptā men. i dress for me, not for men.
i donāt CARE if same-gender relationships are āsinsā and youāll go to hell. there are some pro-lgbt churches. i donāt care if āall women are for is to complement men and theyāre inferior and they should only be with other men for that reasonā.
this shit makes me so mad. i donāt have to be religious if i donāt want to be. thereās this one straight christian woman i know and she hates other women itās so annoying, and she claims to support the lgbt but ādoesnāt care about gay/trans rightsā.
omfg shut up, thereās some actual kind christians despite me not being one myself, but these people obviously arenāt.
if youāre genuinely curious as to whether i pray,
It's known to happen when two or more women are walking down a pathway, engaged in conversation. They must walk parallel with each other, and everyone else trying to share the pathway be fucked. These womanwalkers will often look you in the eye as they force you off the pathway.
For like 12 years I've worked in the service industry. That means sporadic hours and shifts that can happen whenever. About a year ago though I got a 9:00 to 5:00 job and it has been absolute hell trying to live my life as I have. How do normal people do this? All the business hours of places that you need to go, the bank, the doctors, the post office. Office they're closed by the time you get off of work. I have to actually call off of work just to get anything done. There's no way the majority of people are living like this, right?