I like your booty but I am ace

“You’re way too happy to have depression!”

“You’re way too caring to have antisocial personality disorder!”

“You’re way too nice to be bipolar!”

“You’re way too sweet to have borderline personality disorder!”

“You’re way too smart to be autistic!”

“You’re way too normal to have dissociative identity disorder!”

So whether my family wants to acknowledge it or not, I freak out a lot. I’m not kicking and screaming, but I’m breaking down.

However, when this happens, I’ve found a few tricks that help -

•Scribble a circle. You know how when you fill in a dot on a multiple choice test? Make a circle, start at the center, and slowly fill it in.

•That ‘grounding’ trick from a previous reblog - five things you can see, four things you can touch, three things you can hear, two things you can smell, and one thing you can taste. This helps if you feel like you’ve lost control of your surroundings especially, but I do this now, just to calm down.

•MUSIC. FUCKING MUSIC. I found softer songs don’t help - something like Bastille’s VS. album works for me, but different music works for different people. Mouth along if you don’t feel comfortable singing, or are too out of breath to sing. Gives your mouth something to do, and makes your brain focus on the lyrics.

•I don’t care if you can’t draw at all, TRY. Draw a stick figure. Draw several stick figures for all I care. It gives your hands something to do, and it distracts your brain.

Rb if you think brown eyes are beautiful

Like if you think they’re boring

if someone’s gender is female, she’s a woman, no matter what she looks or sounds like or does, why would she need to wear dresses or not have a beard or whatever?

To get them to listen to her, she makes sure to listen to them and what they’ve got to say instead of telling them to shut up all the time. The 5 year old asked her a few months ago why you can’t eat food that was on the floor after picking up food on the floor, and she explained it calmly and clearly. He asked 4 other questions after that and she answered all of them. He was satisfied and happy with the answers, and ever since he hasn’t done those things. She lets them gush and gush about Hot Wheels or Team Umizoomi and engages with them and counts with them and everything, so they never feel alone or neglected enough to not want to obey.

My friend lets them make mistakes by themselves on the rare chance they don’t listen so they can learn from them and let that be punishment enough. For example, the younger one we’ve been telling not to go near the dog cage because he doesn’t like dogs. He went near it a while ago, got his hand licked, freaked out, and hasn’t been anywhere near it since. The board on the wall that she uses has a column for each boy horizontally, and vertically are all the traits she wants them to have, like being nice, listening to her and their teachers, eating their food, cleaning up, having manners, etc. They get a sticker whenever they do it for the day, and they lose all their stickers when they break a habit. That’s enough punishment for them, so they don’t break it.