Me Lurking Inside My Messy As Hell Room Which I Really Need To Clean But Havent In A While Because Of

Ugh throwback to some thread i saw in Elliot’s tag where someone was confused about why Elliot didn’t just continue taking his meds. Like 

1) You’ve clearly never taken a medication ( or multiple ) with shitty side effects that makes it hard to maintain and it shows.  2) You don’t treat DID with meds so it wouldn’t have blocked MR’s interactions entirely or maybe at all. Elliot wasn’t taking meds for that to begin with nor being treated for it because he didn’t know about it yet. He was being medicated for his hallucinations/paranoid delusions, depression and anxiety.  3) I think we can safely assume Elliot both felt at times paranoid about taking his meds and other times MR was dumping them (probably more often than not) because they affect him too and he’s paranoid about being cut off from Elliot even though they probably wouldn’t have but it’s easier for him to convince Elliot of things when he’s a little less than stable.  Edit: 4) NOT TO MENTION ELLIOT CHOSE TO SELF MEDICATE WITH MORPHINE SO THERE’S THAT. So that’s him medicating in his mind. Or how he chose to because it was easier on him.

ADHD is chanting “walnuts, walnuts, walnuts, walnuts …” under your breath 300 times, then getting distracted for half a second and forgetting to add the fucking walnuts to the banana bread before putting it in the oven.

WOMEN👏CAN👏BE👏RAPISTS👏TOO👏AND👏THEY👏SHOULD👏SUFFER👏THE👏SAME👏CONSEQUENCES👏AS👏MALE👏RAPISTS👏NO👏EXCEPTIONS👏

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I’m scared my fascination with space is just my most recent hyperfixation and then it will fade and I won’t really care anymore but I don’t want to stop caring I love space I love it so much

Will definitely be trying this...

When you try to draw hands and keep looking at yours for reference but you’re still confused as shit

"my adhd doesn't affect my everyday life"

Leg bouncy

Hmmm, lemme just fucking pace around for an hour

where is my figdet toy, Where Is My figdet toy, where is mY FIGDET-

Hand tappy

I wanna touch that, but I shouldn't, but I wanna

IF I STOP MOVING I'LL FUCKING EXPLODE

I need to sleep but brain is like, let's fucking tap out the beat to 5 different songs and think about theories about how the universe started

Can't. Sit. Still. For. More. Then. 10. Seconds.

I know I'm talking fast but I can't stop, I don't want to be doing this either.

I'm more annoyed about myself then you will ever be

I have a test tomorrow fucKING SLEEEP

B o u n c y l e g

MOVEMENT

"yOu WoUlD rEmEmBeR iF iT wAs ImPoRtAnT"

"What time is it?"

"what did you say."

"What tim-"

"7:34"

Talk at the speed of light or stumble over every other word (sometimes both)

"what happened on Jan 3?"

"i sang the same song 23 times in a row while taping my forehead"

"Who was the 2nd president of the United States?"

Learned abt this yesterday "......Thomas Edison or something."

Feel free to add more (this is from mostly personal experience)