I Just Wanna Feel Soft Fingers And Sharp Nails Below My Chin, Drawing My Attention Up To A Beautiful

Me having my estrogen pills for breakfast: 😋

a wall of motherboards ,,,, she's so beautiful

i need my space unless youre the right person then dont go anywhere

re: that post staff has always been awful to trans women but i’ve been here about over a decade and i’ve never seen this many trans women get banned in such a short period of time. half the posts i see by trans women talking about transmisogyny have deactivated URLs. the banning has been ramped up to an insane fucking degree. stop silencing my sisters

Hey wait I’m one of those :D

life is beautiful because there's neurodivergent lesbains on the internet

Two nights ago I was studying for my multi variable calculus final after spending an all nighter the night before coding an animation graphics library in js and taking a break to scroll through tumblr with a trans shark behind me and my transmasc roomie in their loft bed and I- uh what aesthetic is this?

And now for something completely different.

This is the ADHD Teapot. I made it in a ceramics class a few years ago. I use it to explain executive dysfunction to people who haven’t come across the term before (and those who think of ADHD mostly as Hyperactive EightYear Old Boy Syndrome).

So, most people’s brains are like a regular shaped teapot with a single spout. Let’s say that your time, energy, focus etc is the liquid you have in the teapot. Your executive function is the spout, that directs the tea into the specific cup you want to fill-aka the task that you’re meant to be doing. Spills happen occasionally, but generally most of the tea goes in the right cup.

If you have executive dysfunction, you have multiple spouts going in different directions. You can try pointing one of them at your chosen cup and you will probably get some liquid in there, perhaps you will even fill it right up (finish the task). But meanwhile, tea is also pouring out of several other places and not going where you want it. If you have another container nearby, perhaps some of it will end up in there. But quite a lot of it is going to end up on the floor and accomplish nothing.

And at the end of the day you’ll have filled one or two cups ( or sometimes not even one) compared to the five or six that somebody with the same sized teapot (but only one spout) has filled, and everyone wonders why you’re so bad at getting tea poured, and why you make such a mess in the process.

One day I’d like to spend more time learning pottery and create a really technically good fucked up little adhd teapot. But that’s a long way off since i currently live in the outback and the nearest pottery workshop is some 400km away. But I figure that for now, it might be a useful or interesting metaphor to somebody even in its rough draft form.

This post is the cup I filled instead of cleaning my house btw.