I joined two days ago because I was having a really rough time. This morning, I'm trying to have a conversation about ADHD and how different people's brains process things differently. Only to have multiple comments deleted and conversations interrupted by my new friend's posts getting deleted. I saw the reasoning, and I don't agree. Then after getting called out for their actions, the mods banned them from the community.

I've heard about it before, but this is the first time I've ever encountered some real life power trippin mods.

I'm sure it won't be long before this also gets deleted and I'm banned. Go ahead. I've already walked out and unsubscribed. This is a very unhealthy space, and I feel bad for any others who have been hurt by this kind of action. I look forward to seeing the rest of you anywhere but here!

Every day just seems to bring more problems that accumulate faster than I can fix them.

One of those problems was finding a family friend dead on his bathroom floor. He had stopped taking his medications and replaced them with Busch. He spent his last few days in a drunken stupor until his heart gave out.

What I seem to be struggling with the most is that I'm not sad that he's gone. I'm not even angry that he gave up. I think I'm jealous that he found a way out.

It's like cool has unofficially been accepted by multiple generations to be the template by which all other trendy words are cut from.

I know it's not our standard format, but I think it's funny.

Just something I was thinking about today, and I'm curious if I'm an outlier, or if I'm on the same page as everybody else.

It's a big time of the year for graduations and weddings and it got me thinking about all the ceremonies. They are often long and drawn out and VERY expensive for whoever's paying the bill, and I can't stand them.

Just the idea of sitting for hours while somebody I don't know talks and talks and talks until we finally get to the "I do" or the passing of the diplomas/awards that we came to see.

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for the celebration. I'm more than happy to come out and congratulate you on your achievement and make some good memories with friends and family, but why can't we just skip to that part instead of sitting through a series of lectures?

I even skipped my own college graduation because I didn't see any point in making me and my family sit through the ceremony. They know I graduated, and I don't need some big expensive to-do and a spotlight to validate that.

But, we keep doing them, and keep making them bigger and more elaborate than before, so it makes me wonder if people actually appreciate these ceremonies or if it's just something we do because that's how it's been done.

I always hate the inevitable interrogations when something gets destroyed, and nobody knows how it happened. But, I imagine the complete opposite would be even more frustrating:

Who broke this?

Me

How?

Ninja moves.

Will you please be more careful?

Probably not

Don't you even care?

Not really.

The whole idea of putting something in your body that AI came up with is unnerving, but this microfluid jet stream method of injection is kind of blowing my mind.

What about a tornado?

I'm pretty high right now.

My wife is huge fan of media that takes place in the 1800s, and while watching shows like Little House on the Prairie, Dr. Quinn, or the various Yellowstone prequels, I started thinking about living in those times, and specifically, living with ADHD.

I don't know if this is necessary but: I'm not trying to insult or shame here. We all know that we have challenges, and whatever comes after this, or possibly in the comments, is just assumptions on what these challenges looked like through the lens of your typical person in the 1800s.

That being said, I suspect that there wasn't a lot of successful ADHDers in history.

Imagine living out on the prairie, and animals need fed and milked daily. The crops need planted by a certain time in order to to be ready for harvest, but not too early that they'll frost and die, and they also need frequent attention. A trip to your neighbors takes twenty minutes and going into town takes two hours. Preparing a complicated meal can be an all day process, and not even basic meals can be tossed together in less than an hour. No refrigeration means no stocking up on perishables, and leftovers are only good for a few hours. And to top it all off, nobody has ever heard of ADHD, let alone any medication, therapy or understanding for it.

Thinking about myself in those situations, I'd especially miss my phone: Reminders, calendars, alarms, being able to look back at what was said in a email or text conversation, and being able to pay my bills or check my bank account the moment I think about them, no matter where I am. I feel like I'd be lost and forgetting everything all the time.

Makes me wonder if the cliche Town Drunk character has ADHD. Chasing dopamine and is able to get by well enough that he can buy his booze and a bed to sleep in, but he's never really able to keep his shit together long enough to get any further ahead.

Not sure where I intended the conversation to go, but it was something I was thinking about, and I'd love to hear anyone else's thoughts on the topic. Could you have survived in the 1800s? Are there any careers that ADHD might have been helpful, or at least not as debilitating?

Ok, definitely more enraging than mildly infuriating, but I don't subscribe to those communities.

This friendly little guy was lost and confused, so I'm taking care of him for a bit.

I've had suspicious about the little one for a while now.