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many times, there's no need to seek answers in things like tarot, the approval/disapproval of someone, following trends, a nod telling you you're "doing it right". go with your gut, go where your nervous system feels safe. be honest with yourself. trust.
“some things aren’t meant to last” ok but consider this: I love permanence and consistency
I do think the majority of us should strangle the shame that lives inside of us like wringing water from the rag until we are soft and dry and weightless
I can see why someone would worship a tree. Not every tree but some of them tempt me to idolatry. Like... Anyone else get this
ombú trees......... for your consideration
oh wow! hey if you take pills check this out. new medicine taking meta just dropped.
according to these models, out of the 4 tested postures, the best position to digest pills is laying on your right side. standing upright has a similar time to laying in your back at twice as much as laying on the right side, and laying on the left side is the slowest by far.
laying on right side: pill dissolves in around 10 minutes.
standing: pill dissolves in 23 minutes. laying on the back has a similar time.
laying on left side: pill dissolves in up to 100 minutes.
https://doi.org/10.1063/5.0096877
definitely worth a lot more research.
This makes sense! I learned from a doc that if you have gas pain or nausea, you turn on your left side to make it easier for your stomach to send stuff through. The goal in turning left is to NOT absorb, but to release.
Turning on your right can make nausea/gas pain worse because it has to fight gravity to exit your stomach/body. So, yeah, lying on your right would make things absorb faster because it's going into the stomach lining, which is the point.
Righty-tighty, lefty-loosey
blog goals: making someone feel a little less sad
me when I have a medium day: let’s spice it up with a little treat
Reblog if you deserve a little treat
we are literally on this earth to have fun and love each other how sweet is that
life is not success. life is not grades or achievements. life is refreshing naps, drinking your favourite drink, movie night, hugging your best friend, laying on grass, funny videos, seeing your plant bloom, the days getting longer, candles, finding a piece of clothing that’s just so you, complimenting people, personal handshakes, that one song, cleansing showers, smelling flowers, cute book or coffee shops, cute prints, finishing a notebook. this is truly what life is. the smallest things.
i romantically stand outside your window and hold up my iPhone to blast our song. a 30 second ad plays first
literally every sleep advice pamphlet and website: don’t do things before bedtime! no reading! no video games! don’t watch tv! nothing stimulating at all within two hours of going to bed! :)
me, an adhd: you fools. you buffoons. i can’t even manage one minute without stimulation. i will die before following this advice and that is a threat
My go-to-sleep routine involves ramping down with less stimulating input for a couple hours, but having some form of media until I literally can’t keep my eyes open.
Of course, my sleep schedule is “surprise me,” so this may not be the best advice.
If you’re someone who experiences an absence of stimulation as [negative] stimulation, it makes sense that that advice wouldn’t work for you.
(I don’t know whether it’s that way with ADHD, but it can be with autism, so I’m thinking it’s likely.)
Health advice that excludes disabled people is a constant irritation. I saw an article once about research supposedly finding that spending much time sitting down shortens your life, and someone who needed a wheelchair full-time commented underneath “Well, that’s me fucked, then”. Sums it up.
Heyyyyyyyy you want a piece of life-changing advice from your local ADHD gremlin?
Hang out in bed.
I kept hearing that you should only be in your bed for sleep and that all your other activities - like reading, internetsing, talking on the phone, playing games, etc. - should be done somewhere other than the bed so that you could associate the bed with sleep.
You know how I’ve averaged three to five hours of sleep a night for about seventeen years? (you probably didn’t know; let me tell you IT SUCKED) I’m approaching a MUCH healthier average of five to seven hours through the simple expedient of hanging out in bed around bed time.
You know why?
Because I would get sleepy out in my not-bed but I couldn’t get my executive function to cooperate with getting me into bed.
I’d sit in my chair and hang out on tumblr or have a book in my hand and around 3 am I’d be fighting to keep my eyes open but I wouldn’t get the motivation to get out of my chair and go to bed until around 4.
Now I start hanging out in my bed at about midnight and when I get tired at one or two I can just take off my glasses and go to sleep. There are still hyperfocus incidents - I’ve gotten sucked into a book until 6 once or twice since I started doing this, but that’s once or twice in four months instead of going to bed at 5am every night.
So yeah, FUCK sleep hygeine if it’s actually preventing you from getting to sleep. There is no way the blue light from my phone could be worse for sleep than the ADHD “I’ll get up and go to bed in a minute” mode was for me.
this is the bedtime version of “running the dishwasher twice”
pay the ADHD tax upfront; embrace the second-best solution rather than the perfect one you’re half as likely to do or use
so no one is going to talk about the time dostoyevsky said “and i seem to have such strength in me now, that i think i could stand anything, any suffering, only to be able to say and to repeat to myself every moment, ‘i exist.’ in thousands of agonies- i exist. i’m tormented on the rack- but i exist! though i sit alone in a pillar- i exist! i see the sun, and if i don’t see the sun, i know it’s there. and there’s a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there.” because hOly fuckkkk
Happy Christmas Eve Eve.
Hey students, here’s a pro tip: do not write an email to your prof while you’re seriously sick.
Signed, a person who somehow came up with “dear hello, I am sick and not sure if I’ll be alive to come tomorrow and I’m sorry, best slutantions, [name]”.
I mean, if someone wrote that to me, I’d probably believe they were sick.
“Slutantions” has me crying laughing
i once emailed my professor with a migraine. a mistake.
“I amsick will not to choir because i have a heache. i Hope its very and i am so sorry
love,
blue”
the subject line was “OW”
THE SUBJECT LINE IS THE BEST PART JSJFJSJDJS JUST IMAGINE GETTING AN EMAIL WITH NO CONTEXT OTHER THAN “OW”
As someone who has taught college, please send those emails because 1) We WILL believe that; no one would write that on purpose and 2) we need a laugh sometimes.
On the other side of this, once after getting taken to the ER by ambulance, I got an email from the professor whose class I’d passed out in, and the message had no text, just the subject line “you good?”
Reblogging for the last addition
Claritin makes me weird, but I have allergies so there’s about a month and a half block of time where I’m taking Claritin and am just weird most of the time.
Anyway, my last year of college, I got the flu or something in late March and was also taking Mucinex. I told my professor I couldn’t come to class one day by email except I couldnt think of what to say, so my medicated ass decided to make a Fry meme. I think it said something like “Not sure if I can go to class with a head the size of Texas, bottom text.” I didn’t think until the next day that it probably wasn’t socially-acceptable to tell your philosophy professor you weren’t coming to class via Tumblr style memes. When i got back to class, i found that she’d printed it out and taped it to the classroom bulletin board.
Oh shit you guys i turned on my WinXP laptop that I used to use back then.
IT WAS ON THE DESKTOP. THIS IS WHAT I SENT.
It’s even worse than i remember it
I laugh myself hoarse every time this post comes around, so here it is again.
