#processing issues

God gives his most linguistically inclined soldiers his worst processing issues

I just had some bad news, and I don't know how to process it. It's just buzzing under my skin. It doesn't know whether to be tension in my shoulders and arms or sickness in my stomach, so it's just teetering on the edge of both.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't so fucking stupid...

You know the whole discussion of “let students draw in class because that’s how some people can process information better”? That was definitely true for me for the most part, BUT! If I was drawing and the class was boring and tedious asf? I zoned all the way out and never processed ANY of it... hence why I almost flunked out of all of my math classes in high school, aksfsksfsdkdfskdfskdfskdfskdfskdfs

the funniest (worst) part of having a processing disorder is when someone tells me not to say/do something and then my brain does the little youtube buffering signal and then i say/do the exact thing anyway approximately 2 minutes later (because the no hasn’t processed yet)