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.
(an ace safe space)
My friend Zack, me, and a few other people have a game we play in robotics when we have free time. Zack is blindfolded, he spins around for 30 seconds, and then he has to find us. (It’s like a quiet version of Marco Polo) The problem with this, however, is he has insanely good hearing, and he can tell where he is in the room by the sound of the vents. (The left side of the room has a vent that has a slightly higher pitched air flow than the one on the right, and only he and I can hear this.) So that, in combination with him being able to hear the sound of our breathing/any movement, he is scarily accurate.
The worst part? He is fucking insane. Whenever he hears someone, he lets loose a maniacal giggle and sprints to that person. There is no escaping, and it’s literally akin to some sort of horror game that’s rigged. (Imagine Outlast meets Five Nights at Freddy’s, and then you have to play hide or die.) The only person who has managed to beat him is me, and that’s because I was quiet enough until 10 seconds before the five minute timer went off, and then sprinted around the room until he ran into a chair and the alarm sounded.
In my school teachers give so much homework that almost no one sleeps well and because of that it is normal to see people sleeping at random places like the floor of the last row of the classroom during class, or the benches in the hallways, or groups of people that rent a cubicle of the library just to sleep it is called the sleeping club, and at this point no one even cuestiones it
Can you even imagine being the poor alien sod responsible for auditing an earthling spaceship’s spending allowance? Like:
“I see, and why do you require many tubes of white plant flavoured paste?”
“Oh well, if we don’t rub that on our teeth twice daily the bacteria living in my mouth will begin to devour me teeth.”
“…Noted.”
“I have also noticed several large shipments of specific medications, and a variety of individually packaged absorbent material - however injury records do not show sufficient numbers to justify these recurrent deliveries.”
“Ah, yeah, it’s not really an injury per say. As part of our natural reproductive cycle approximately half the population will shed the lining of one of their internal organs and expel it.”
“…that is the most horrifying thing that I have ever heard.”
“Yeah.”
“Does such a process not hurt?”
“That’l be what the medication’s for. Pain killers for the cramps, birth control to stop the process.”
“…and your reasoning behind the fully functional, high-tech entertainment system?”
“Okay, that we could probably do without. But in our defence that was actually insisted on as a standard feature of all fleet-ships expected to encounter Terrans. Admiral Plo’Kaght insisted on it. Something about bored humans and a an illegal betting ring featuring a cleaning robot with a knife strapped to it going up against a human with a mop?”
“…I believe I should speak with my superiors.”
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.
Someone needs to turn this into a horror movie.
Last time I made a post about this, I made a lot of people angry, but disabled individuals deserved to be explicitly protected in the constitution, and that’s that.
Constitutionally protecting disabled people literally harms nobody but the corporations and people that actively attempt to hurt them, so if you’re still mad about that, maybe you should reevaluate your outlook on life
y'all ever get bored but like in an angry way….like you keep picking things up and putting them down bc none of them is The Right Thing and you have like pent up manic energy but absolutely nothing is holding your interest long enough to release it and you’re just >:(
(Chris Traiger voice.) “This is litrally THE most interesting slice of information to have ever entered my synapses.”
Or,
“What the FUCK is this demonic shit? No wonder Newton was a FUCKING virgin.”
And there is no in between.
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