Why Is My Brain Like This - Tumblr Posts

Me @ my brain: Hey, can I have a normal, non threatening dream for once? Thanks~

My brain: MURDER CIRCUS MURDER CIRCUS TRAPPED IN A MURDER CIRCUS BONES IN THE RIVER WADING THROUGH THE BONE RIVER LIGHT YAGAMI IS A CANNIBAL M U R D E R C I R C U S

Me beating back the nihilistic thoughts with a stick every time I feel the slightest bit of happiness

Hey je ne sais pas si beaucoup de gens vont lire ceci mais c'est pas grave j'ai juste envie de raconter mes petites anecdotes de mon boulot ici .

Pour commencer je suis Élodie enchantée ! Je suis française et même si j'ai appris l'anglais j'ai pas envie de me casser la tête a tout écrire en anglais 😅 . Je travaille dans un itep avec des enfants qui ont des troubles du comportement... C'est pas rose tout les jours et il t'en fait voir de toutes les couleurs mais c'est un métier tout simplement passionnant et étrangement drôle parfois c'est pour cela que je veux raconter mes petites expériences qui on pu être très drôle .

Il faut savoir que je fais un service civique dans cette itep donc je ne pourrai pas y travailler très longtemps. Le seul moyen pour moi d'y travailler et de reprendre mes études et être embauchée là-bas mais bref !

Ma première anecdote est courte mais vraiment drôle c'était au tour début de mon service civique. On m'avait confié un enfant pour manger avec moi dans une salle et faire un temps duel . Cet enfant est connu pour être assez violent parfois et avoir des crises très rapidement . J'étais légèrement paniqué mais je voulais pas qu'il s'en aperçoive 😅 donc on part manger mais je vois qu'il s'occupe pas vraiment de moi ... J'essaie de lui parler mais rien à faire il s'en moque . On mange tranquillement puis il se lève d'un coup pour aller jouer avec une épée en carton qu'un enfant avait fait. Il faut savoir que l'enfant en question y tenait beaucoup,donc je lui demande de faire attention mais il me frappe avec . Il ne m'avait pas vraiment taper fort et c'était sûrement pour jouer mais l'objet était fragile donc je lui demande de le reposer et il le fait mais part en courant en dehors de la salle. J'essaie de le rappeler et de le rattraper mais le perd de vue . Je le recherche partout... Sort dans la cour et le voit de loin courir vers la porte d'entrée. Deviné quoi ? Il m'a enfermé dehors... 😅 Après quelques secondes je vois un éducateur arriver en tenant l'enfant par la main . Il me voit dehors m'ouvre la porte et rigole... Vous voyez le scénario quoi . Rien qui d'y repenser me donne envie de me cacher mais c'était vraiment drôle y'a pas a dire après c'est vrai que de le raconté comme ça par écrit et moins drole mais essayer d'imaginer 🥹.

Je tiens à vous dire que ma relation avec cet enfant s'est vraiment améliorée et j'en suis très heureuse .

Si t'a lu jusqu'ici je te dis bravo et merci en vrai 😂

Si t'a des questions concernant ce boulot ne te gêne pas ça me ferait plaisir

Merki 😘

The Human Brain Is Stupid!

The human brain is fuckin stupid! 10 minutes after i get snuggled into bed. I have this conversation Brain: hey Glitch Me: yes brain? B: what if theres a snake under your bed? Me: there isn't B: but what if there is Me: trust me, there isn't B: ….buuuuuuuut!

This went on for another 20 fucking minutes where i moved my damn bed out the way to show there was, in fact, no snake…. fucking brains dude…

Timers and alarms for EVERYTHING

This is adhd culture

Me, sick in bed: I should sleep as much as I can so I can get better soon!

My brain: hey.

Me: Oh for ducks sake, what do you want!?

My brain: So, like, remember that we had all these tons of things and ideas that we wanted to do but because we're a procrastinator we never did anything?

Me: Yeah?

Brain : The internet was shut down.

Me:

Brain: we can finish the chapter of our book without any distraction.

Me:

Brain:

Me: Fuck yeah.

Continuation from this

*watches play entitled 'Radium Girls'*

Hahaha Alfred F. Jones but he ate radium and now he glows /j

why tf does my brain work in the way that if I'm writing in Times New Roman I get WAYYYY more story done 😭😭😭😭

If I had a nickle for every time a British man severely caught my interest, I would have two nickles. Which isn't alot but it's weird that it happened twice.

Being Lithro/Akoiromantic is the worst because I can fall in love all I want, but if it's ever mutual, those feelings will go and that'd just leave both/all of us sad :(

No joke, having no motivation to move, eat, sleep or do anything anymore has made me realize I should’ve actually done it at 12. This is so draining honestly, having to live every single day not knowing what you want to do or what you’re supposed to do. Uhhhhhhhh

I have the type of tisim that when I'm underestimulated my brain confuses it for hungry, despite the fact that I've been snacking for the past hour AFTER I've had dinner, and it's done nothing XD

Imagining characters in more casual clothing, with a colour scheme based on their usual outfits is really nice and convenient because my brain doesn't have to imagine all the details :)

However, for some reason I have decided that SCal wears a red shirt and grey jeans. You know, to keep in line with her colours and all.

And that's great and all, if it weren't for the fact that she looks like Tom Scott.

I wish I had the artistic skill to share the bizarre imagery that is SCal, standing in a cave, dressed like Tom Scott, introducing an imaginary audience with the words: "I am in a cave".

I never fully understood why being a loser is such a bad thing? I had to explain to my therapist that I was a loser and no it wasn't a bad thing, she just looked weirded out 🙁 she thought I was bullying myself 😖😖

Of all the incredible, iconic quotes from The Godfather that I could have stuck in my head, which one has lived there rent free for the past week?

"They don't have our overheads!"

What I’ve learned about how my brain works:

About 2 weeks ago I finalised plans with my father to help me put a new fence post in my garden. The old one had rotted at the bottom, it was leaning, he said it would be the work of an afternoon to dig out the base, secure and concrete a new one and attach it to the existing fence. Date and plans confirmed, I ordered all the supplies to be collected on the day of the build.

This little bit of ‘DIY prep’ clearly activated an area of my brain which had been dormant through the winter.

That night I decided I would also like more green in my dining room: I’d seen and saved something on Pinterest several months before, so now was clearly the perfect time to make it. I ordered plastic hedge panels, cut them to size, wove them together using spare twine, wired the whole thing with spare string lights, and used green zip ties to attach fake succulents all over. I then drilled 5 large bolt holes in my wall to hang this art, ordered enough 2x4 wood to make a frame, measured and cut to size, stained it, attached corner brackets and TaDa…. 5ftx5ft wall art where 3 days before there was nothing.

So main DIY day comes and we do the thing, the new fence post is up and it’s all secure and great. Job jobed. My father leaves.

Once again my brain wakes up and goes ‘we like this accomplished feeling, more please’.

In the 5 days since the fence post was fixed I have:

Bought 2 more bags of white gravel (my front garden has needed this for almost 5 months), Put weed killer down on the existing gravel, in a garden shop sale I’ve bought 4 more large terracotta plant pots, bought 9 new summer/autumn heathers to go in them, sourced enough wood mulch, peat moss, and ericious soil to fill them all, reorganised and styled these new pots alongside my existing plant pots filled with winter/spring heathers, and weeded the rest of my front garden; ordered gravel boards to support and provide a level base for my small area of decking, sealed them and secured them to one another; researched and chosen the rose bush I will be planting in the spring; chosen and ordered enough fence paint to cover my garden (and ordered fence paint brushes), decided on the colour of my kitchen tile paint and bought foam rollers so I can start next weekend.

What I HAVE NOT DONE in the last 5 days, or the 5 before that when I first felt this dormant DIY urge:

Called my local plumber/handyman to fix the crack in my bathroom sink, which has been there since September, and means I can’t properly use said sink and have had to have a plastic bowl placed inside so I can wash my hands and/or face.

This weekend I plan to do more DIY and probably mine-sweep my local store for cheap plants to take home and ‘rescue’. Despite my best internal efforts, I will likely not call the plumber.

I don’t know why I’m like this.

I cannot send to this him, I can't lower my self-respect anymore it already in the ground (It's been 6 months of no contact after he rejected me and I blocked him)

I am really anxious. Can you talk like you did that day. Anxious like my bones are shaking. I am about to do something crazy and super important but I don't think I possess the guts to do it. So before that I am going something crazier so that the thing I will do next will seem pretty normal compared to this. Dude I miss you. You have no idea how many times I have dreamt of you. It's like you have left my life but still with me almost every night. I promised myself never to say your name again but it is your name that I see everywhere. Like it's impossible to forget you. There are times I suddenly miss you a lot like my brain is only capable so saying your name and then it appears that you posted something on social media or changed your profile pic. Like I get this intuitive hit that you have posted and I need to give my brain my dose of dopamine by seeing that picture. You said you were never interested in me. OK fine maybe not in this lifetime but maybe in the next. Or maybe after that one. I don't care. Just stay with me for one life out of the many you and I are going to have. And I don't need us to be humans also. You can be a monkey and I can be your favourite stone that you keep with forever till the day you die for all I care. I just mean that in any life we meet again, do not ever dare leave me again once you come in my zone of awareness. It will take me half a lifetime to forget you and I don't want to go through this agony again

Hamilton: Are you today's date? Because you're a 10/10.

Laurens: [blushes]

Washington: That was horrible.

Hamilton: [Walks up to Betsy] Are you today's date? Because-

Washington: HAMILTON.

Hamilton: okay.

I'm feeling depressi today should i:

A. Watch a new TV show everyone is talking about that looks really good

B. Watch a TV show I meant to watch like two years ago when it first came out

C. Watch my comfort TV show like criminal minds or NCIS which I've already seen like 10 times

Or D. Watch no TV shows, watch tiktok and take a nap

Ah, the struggle

If all heroes named themselves the way Aoyama did, we'd have:

- Aizawa: Can't Stop being hot Erasing

- Mic: Can't Stop Yelling

- Joke: Can't Stop Laughing

- Nezu: Can't Stop Thinking

- YaoMomo: Can't Stop Creating

- Izuku: Can't Stop breaking bones Believing

- Baku: Can't Stop being an idiot Exploding

- Iida: Can't Stop Running

- Denki: Can't Stop Buzzing

- Kiri: Can't Stop being wholesome Hardening

- Hawks: Can't Stop Flying

- Snipe: Can't Stop Shooting hey, it's the cops

- Mineta: Can't Stop Graping

Bonus, from one of my kids:

- All Might: Can't Stop SMASHING