to avoid putting more copaganda in the world, i think we should replace all stories about cops with:
superheroes
detectives
nosy authors who double as detectives
travelling mystery hunting polycules
secret agents who disguise themselves as domestic platypi
whatever the fuck professor laytons job is
"well you're not actually THAT into that character !! ive seen worse cases" do you actually know who i have as desktop image. do you know which character ive drawn nonstop multiple times over and over. do you know why they call me tabletennistoll, or she don in my pan till i bon odori, or ok im actually getting rraelly personal
The way most autism literature describes "literal interpretation" is often not at all similar to how I experience it. Teenage me even thought I couldn't be autistic because I've always been able to learn metaphors easily.
In fact, I love wordplay of all kinds. Teenage me was fascinated to learn all the types of figurative language there are in poetry and literature.
But paperwork and questionnaires are hard, because there's so much they don't state clearly. Or they don't leave room for enough nuance.
"List all the jobs you've had, with start and end dates." What if I don't remember the exact day or month? Is the year enough?
"Have you been suffering from blurred vision?" Well, if I take off my glasses the whole world is blurred, but I'm fairly sure that's not what the intake form at the optometrist is asking.
Or the infamous (and infuriatingly stereotypical) "Would you rather go to a library or a party?" What sort of party? Where? Who's there? I work at a library. Am I currently at the library for work or pleasure? Does it have a good collection?
It's not common figures of speech that confound me. It's ambiguity, in situations that aren't supposed to be ambiguous.
sometimes i really don't have the motivation to do something. but then i think to myself "would hershel layton do that. would hershel layton want me to do that." and build up the motivation for it
Pokemon Masters is a game about Tate and Liza going on a quest to track down all the scariest looking men on the island to make them their uncles
“Ah sorry I’m just dumb” (having ADHD my whole life has meant that I’ve been criticised heavily for making mistakes that come part and parcel with the condition. Even the people I love most in the world have chastised me for mistakes that I spend much of my life worrying about and trying to avoid. It’s much easier to tell you I’m just a silly guy than explain to you that no matter how much effort, how much thought, how much stress I put into avoiding these same mistakes, I will keep making them over and over again. My brain is structurally built to thwart me throughout it all.)
hi umm unpopular opinion. if youre tired enough, an investigation with any source and any tools as long as it is accurate and correct , and has been reread by the person so they actually understand what it sauys on the text, is valid as an investigation. yes? ok thanks. gets hit by a million rocks as soon as i get off the stand
People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.
I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.
I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.
There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me
OMG.. I WATCHED A SPANISH DUB VERSION OF A STEVEN UNIVERSE VERSION WHEN I WAS SO LITTLE. I DIDN'T EVEN REMEMBER IT. AND NOW I REMEMBER IT. THANKS. THE BLESSING OF KNOWING
Literally where would be as a society without the soup store video
hi! im kon, but you can call me "please stop talking about your interests", as most of my friends do :D (or not kon. because thats not my actual name!)AuDHD!interests (currently, might change later (why i made the intro thing !)drawing, music, professor layton, rhythm heaven, rhythm thief , and more !strawpage: https://konslittlecorner.straw.page
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