I'm reading The Extraordinaries, and I feel very seen. As a dumb queer individual with ADHD. You flat out have to write out your feelings for me. I will think we're just "broz" and you just barely tolerate me unless you specifically and consistently tell me otherwise.
ALSO that feeling of having too much going on in your head and you just jump from one thing to the next, and you're on a buzzfeed article about that one town with all the amputee insurance scams with no clue how you got there? WOW. Samez.
And finally. That feeling like people you love- people that you KNOW love you -thinking and saying you're too much, that you've gone too far, that something is wrong with you. And you should know they don't mean it, and you should know that people are allowed to be annoyed with you... But it hurts. A lot. And it's hard to see those people the same way after. It's hard to let them in again. You don't want to share your mind with them, afraid they won't like it again. Or... Worse... They decide you're too much. And they move on. And in this culture it's so easy to ghost. And it sucks. Especially because those moments where you're too much are times when there's a lot going on, and you need help sorting through the gazillion thoughts in your head. And then you're alone. And it keeps going.
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Welp. Anyway. We're working on it.
