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ways i have tricked people into thinking i am competent:

bought a really nice looking fountain pen

that sounds like a joke but fountain pens are cheap as shit and when you use one people look at you like you’re a fucking wizard

this hero 901 cost me $3 on ebay and i don’t know why people assume that this is a pen for intelligent people but they do

it works better when i am using a nice notebook and not the avengers notebook that makes it look like the hulk is grabbing my sweet pen

i write in code which for some reason leads everyone to assume that i am some kind of da vinci motherfucker, instead of the reality, which is that i am writing about dicks and don’t want anyone to know

it looks like i am constantly taking notes on everything which is both intimidating and inaccurate, just the way i like it

i bought a usb clicker/laser pointer for $11 and now it seems like i’ve got this shit on lock, like i am so pro at giving presentations i even own accessories

holding a clicker makes you seem at least 10% more like you know what you’re talking about i’m pretty sure

i check the weekly freebies on creativemarket every monday so now i have a huge folder of pro-looking website themes and powerpoint templates and fill-in-the-blank resumes (also a lot of autumnal clipart and watercolor flowers and script fonts but that is less relevant)

i bought a ceramic coffee mug at world market years ago and it makes me look like a productive coffee-drinker because no one knows it’s full of hot cocoa

i don’t know why drinking coffee makes you look busy it just does even though i’m pretty sure it statistically reduces productivity

bonus: not only does no one know i’m just drinking Depression Chocolate but they think i am being Environmentally Conscious rather than Poor As Shit

extra bonus: i can take a sip whenever it looks like someone is going to ask a question and then they ask someone else

i almost never have to answer questions and i leave the room a lot because i have to pee constantly so double extra bonus

“That’s a very good question, and one that deserves an in-depth answer, so if you’d like to leave me your card I’d be happy to discuss it with you later one-on-one” aka “how DARE you suggest i waste everyone’s time answering this question right now” aka “lmfao i have no fucking clue what you just said please let me secretly google that okay”

bonus: now it seems like you are a sophisticated grownup who assumes everyone has A Card and if they have to settle for writing their email on a scrap of paper you can feel smug about it even though in your heart you know that you are no better

i’ve got anxiety and poor impulse control and anxiety about my poor impulse control so i generally say jack shit about shit and this constant silence is often misinterpreted as aloof observation

no one knows that my air of mystery is actually a bad case of the shy and i am too shy to correct them so it works out

when i’m on my laptop and i don’t want anyone to notice how much i’m dicking around i turn the brightness way down so they can’t snoop without being obvious

at least one window of notepad++ with some random html page or css stylesheet in it makes randos assume you are some kind of genius doing some genius shit, unless they are CS major randos, in which case i guess find an intimidating looking excel spreadsheet and hope for the best

About an hour ago, I was in Walmart looking for my conditioner because today is wash day for my hair. As I’m looking for my product, this older white lady approaches me and she says, “Excuse me, miss. Please don’t be offended by this.” And usually when white people tell me not to be offended, 9 times out of 10, whatever they are about to say is going to be offensive af.

Anyway, she follows it up with, “My husband and I just recently won our custody battle with our foster daughter and she means the world to us. She’s a beautiful African American girl and her hair looks a lot like yours. But I’m afraid because I don’t know what to do with her hair. It’s a lot different from mines and our other children and we are at a total loss. I’ve tried looking up the YouTube videos and my husband went to the braiding shops so they can teach him how to properly braid her hair, but he’s still pretty new and it will be a while before he gets used to it. Do you have any tips you can give me? If you don’t have the time, it’s okay, really! I just needed a little advice because I want her to look beautiful.”

Y’all. swear I almost started crying on aisle 6. So for the last 30 minutes, I spent my time talking to her and what products to use and how to properly detangle and comb her hair with the proper tools and what not to do with natural hair. And I showed her a bunch of easier to follow natural hair tutorials on YouTube and saved them for her. (I also had to create a YouTube account for her so she could save it for later.) but omfg, she was so sweet, and I could tell that she listened to every single thing I had to say and she took little notes on her little notepad.

And what really filled my heart was the fact that her husband actually taking classes from African braiding shops. And she showed me a picture of him wearing a little sweater vest and loafers in a little shop surrounded by beautiful black women showing him how to braid black hair and even the lady he’s braiding on is guiding his hands. And omfg. Bless these old white people and their black daughter who I know have new loving parents because they are willing to step out of their comfort zone just to make her feel and look beautiful.

I really hope our paths cross again one day, Mrs Cicilia. 💖💕

Should I? For MacGyver, of course. 

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Reblog with one thing you wish people knew about your disorder or disability

All disorders and disabilities accepted on this post, not just autism and adhd

Oh man, OOF, but also Respect, that’s a huge ass decision to make but I think it’ll be great PR for them if they can make it better.

Props dudes 👍 best of luck

I was diagnosed with Dsygraphia and ADD in second grade and I only found out that I had Dsygraphia in seventh grade(my parents knew but I didn’t) and my sister is an excellent artist so I understand.

*sad sigh*

I always get depressed when I remember that I can’t draw. I wish it was something like “Oh I’m just bad at drawing” but I physically can’t, no matter how hard I try. The sad part about it is that it haunts me even today. I have a rare neurological disorder called “Dysgraphia" 

What is Dysgraphia? 

To put it in simple terms it is the inability for a person to match the image in their head to paper. It has also been described as a "A memory problem on the microsecond level.” Some people describe it as a motor skill deficiency.

What many people don’t know is the act of writing is actually a memory task. You are remembering the shape of a letter and writing it. We auto correct our writing to match our first letter. That way your first letter and last letter should be written in the same “style” and shape. The brain remembers how you wrote your letter or shape and adjusts your muscles to continue writing in that same style. All this information happens in a fraction of a second. 

For people like myself, our brains cannot adjust to match each letter or shape. The result being that every letter and shape and line is different and sometimes incorrect. Spelling mistakes occur frequently in people who have dysgraphia. Often being told that they are “bad spellers” the problem is that their brains have processed the next letter already but the motor skill hasn’t caught up and they leave out letters. 

There are currently no known cures for the condition and as a whole it is ignored. Simply told to “practice writing” in hope that the brain will remember how to correctly write. The condition is listed as a type of dyslexia but is considered to be rather unimportant. The current best “treatment” is to use a word processor or computer. “Finding alternate methods of communication”. Which basically means “Its not important enough for us to care about." 

Being a kid I was always teased and scolded by people for my "bad handwriting” my teachers would complain to my parents about how I was a “sloppy” writer. I was labeled "lazy" and “unorganized” because I couldn’t write well. Which frustrated me because I would write as slow as I could in an effort to make it legible. Often I would be the last to turn in my assignment and it would be incomplete or I would have cramps in my hands and ended up quitting. Believing me to be retarded or mentally challenged I was subjected to tests from the school. 

The school basically threw their hands up. It didn’t make sense. Writing and drawing I was nearly inept at but when it came to reading and speaking I was performing way above other students in the class. The other students picked up on it and would often exaggerate the extent they couldn’t read my writing and I was the last one to be picked for “pictionary”. Becoming more and more frustrated, I just stopped participating and choosed to read instead. The older I got the more I was scolded for my handwriting. Often told “You write like a elementary kid!” I often wouldn’t turn in reports I had to write. It gets more frustrating when people tell you “it isn’t that hard” to fix it. 

Do a test. Find a piece of paper (lined) and write the sentence “The quick red fox jumped over the lazy brown dog.” Chances are your hand writing is pretty consistent. Now try to write the same sentence making sure that every letter is written in a completely different way. Space your letters incorrectly. Finally, make sure to write random letters backwards. I suggest “e” “r” “f” and “q”. Next, Try to draw a line or a circle. Be sure to change the pressure so that some areas are darker than others. Curve your straight line and make a slightly straight line on your circle. It will probably take you a few moments. That is how it is for me to write or draw in a way that most people can read. Your hand is probably cramping a little too. Which is what happens when I write anytime. Over the years I’ve had to deal with it and I can ignore the pain. The thing I can’t ignore is the fact that I often can’t read my own writing. 

So I say to everyone who can draw, Don’t ever curse your gift. Have more confidence in yourself and your abilities. Because you don’t know what its like to not have them. 

I’m LIVING right now. thank you cbs for giving us Mac and Riley siblings