The Charge Of The Light Brigade by Alfred, Lord Tennyson!

Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die. Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.

It’s been my mantra and my battlecry for the past few years now. Love it.

Fuck.

Titanic

The smell of the air conditioner wall unit at my mother’s old house. Musky. They were kept out in the garage, and my dad has no sense of smell. He would just put them in the windows and turn them on.

When I came home from school and got hit with the cold air, the smell, I knew it was summer. Yeah, sure, there’s probably a fungus in my brain that drives me towards the highest points I can find to release my spores, but, damn, it smelled like freedom.

https://media.tenor.com/lwGFtOd9xXcAAAAM/little-girl-freaks-out-getting-flu-shot-screaming-girl.gif

Oh, that’s an idea. I have it currently listing the company on the top, and position below. Maybe I should swap the two…

Specifically, I do take my meds in the evening for this reason. No need for melatonin when the strattera brings the sleepy vibes.

My other reason is, since I’m doing IF, I don’t want to take them on an empty stomach.

Those are just my reasons. Not sure if they help, just thought I’d contribute

I endorse this one.

I’m 34, was untreated for ADHD until a few months ago. I work in software development, and had various roles & responsibilities thrust upon me when people left. On top of that, managing a team through the COVID Lockdown and my own fracturing mental state really took a toll on me. The advice posted here is solid. When I took on everything, I had to learn these via Trail-by-fire. If I may add on:

• Always forgive people for their emotions. This is solid, but remember to apply this to yourself. You’re human, too. On top of that, your ADHD is not something You’re at fault for. Forgive yourself, don’t punish yourself.
• Having trust in your team is paramount. Backing them up, treating them as equals, and sharing advice you’ve learned from the previous generations will bolster them. I’ve had a lot of new people come in, asking “why were things done this way?” And I ask them “Knowing what we know now, how can we make them better?”
• “Balancing criticism with praise” should be tattooed on the hands of anyone in charge of a team. Pulling people aside to let them know that you’re proud of the work they’re doing and how much they mean to the team as a whole is golden rule that pays dividends.
• This does feed into forgiving yourself, be able to take criticism, but being able to take responsibility without coming up with an excuse is a tough one. I grew up with a father who would get overly physical with failures and mistakes. It’s in my nature now to make excuses so I don’t get beat. Hard for me to accept that everyone doesn’t think like my father does. But, failure is human. It’s a chance to learn. It shouldn’t be shunned as it should be observed and treated as acceptable.

All that being said, this was a great post. Thank you both!

The flashing lights behind you will keep you awake

Cracks knuckles

This is coming from the same school district that issued out the infamous “Crybaby Award” https://www.espn.com/sports/news/story?id=1795845

Second Grade, I had a speech impediment. My teacher, Mrs. Atkins(?), would make fun of the nasally way I talked in front of the whole class.

Seventh Grade, Mrs. Cowherd, outright stated that, to her, we were nothing but a paycheck, and she didn’t give a damn if we sat there in silence, as long as she got paid.

Substitute teacher (multiple grades, I forget his name) would actively smack kids for misbehaving. I reported him, nothing was ever done.

Senior year. Another teacher (can’t remember her real name, I just remember her as Cankles) would start class in darkness, and recite rules that were not enforced anywhere but her class. “If your pants have belt loops, then you must wear a belt.” “If your shirt length is more than 3 inches below your waist, you will be sent out of class.” She would always volunteer to do detention, walking around reciting rules and making sure we were silent, heads up, facing forward.

Intermix the gaps with neglect, sexual harassment charges against teachers, kids fighting teachers, drugs, etc.

But, hey, you know, my generation is the one that doesn’t want to work and full of psychopaths. Must be the video games. \s

Oh, we’re doing this again. Very unoriginal.

Shout out to the Dictionary Of Obscure Sorrows. Gives me a better way to describe what I’m feeling other than just ennui and depression.

NJ here. If you ask for just “tea,” it usually means hot tea. You’ll then be asked for the usual add-ons, milk, lemon, so on. It’s usually black tea, some places will have others, and they’ll ask if you just ask for tea. Unless you say “iced,” “unsweet”, “sweet”, or any flavors they might have, they’ll usually assume hot tea.

I hear you. My lead singer doesn’t want to perform much either, and my wife’s meds keep the venue closed, anyway. I’m out of euphemisms, but, hey, such is life.

Buddy, you’re living the gold standard that I’m striving for. Thank you, hopefully there’s light at the end of this tunnel for me!

Strattera, actually! I’m on 18mg along with Lexapro. Been on it a week as well. Haven’t felt much different yet, tbh. Gonna give it some time.

I have 3 projects at work, a project a home, plus chores, and a routine for feeding the animals and keeping the house clean, which I can’t adhere to, so lump them in as chores, and I have to talk with friends regularly about twice a week, assuming I’m not overwhelmed and sit in dead silence, and the projects at work overwhelm me, so the project at home suffers, which overwhelms me, so chores don’t get done, and that overwhelms me, and I talk to friends, but they can tell I’m overwhelmed and they ask me what’s wrong, which overwhelms me, so I sit in front of YouTube and get high.

I just started on my meds a week ago. Here’s hoping.

I did once as a kid because I sat on the toilet like an idiot. My dad was… pissed

McNutty. Don’t Google it. Man shoots himself on stream and you see everything. For as much shock porn I ingested in the late 00s, none of that fucked me up like that.