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  • You’ll tell yourself that because you want to be like that, so you strive for it. You need to believe you’ll escape your essential humanity. You can’t. You won’t. Rich people are entirely the same exact creature we are. Cannot purchase your way out of that. Call history fairy tails all you want, but you won’t convince me, I’ve been on both sides of the coin. I know from first hand experience how utterly basic and human rich people are.

    They are not unique or special in any way. They are just people. They have more nice stuff and they have power, but they are still just the same species of clever ape we all are. If they all died, they would just be replaced. We replace billionaires all the time. We treat the money as more important than any meat behind it anyway.






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    I’ve been firmly diagnosed with ADHD, once when I wasn’t even being tested for it, but ADHD markers were high enough that they asked if I was seeking treatment for it. That being said, I can read books just fine. I’ve read tons, and not just fiction. I have several nonfiction books about scientific topics I’m into. I’m currently reading a book about British royalty just because I like David Mitchell’s comedy.

    I cannot imagine that I’m special. I’m certain that there are other ADHD power readers. It’s a way to hyper focus after all. I know sitting to read is a common problem area, but not always.








  • Because a huge chunk of the story is wandering the gorgeous, but empty desert with a bunch of psycho killers. Occasionally that group commits grisly large scale harvesting of passable scalps to sell off to bigger towns with a scalp trade. Sometimes one of them, usually the judge, will commit a little extra horrific crime against humanity as a treat for themselves. The “good guy” isn’t exactly someone to root for either. It’s a story with muddy, dark morals and an ending that’ll bum out a lot of folks. No happy days here.

    I loved the story and would watch a well done movie about it. I highly doubt that’ll happen. To do it right is to include almost all of the horror of what these people are, which would be a lot of money on effects that will anger a ton of people due to what they portray. It’s not that it’s unadaptable. It’s that it would be a slow burn movie with brief, hyper violent hollowing out of small villages including baby smashing. It’s slow, mean, and ends in a way that’ll have you stare off into space feeling a little bad about the nature of humanity. Not a very profitable idea for a movie.


  • The real answer that anyone can realistically give you is to fight for your life and dont give in to despair. You can have your time to despair of course, but dont let it swallow you. Thats pretty general and beyond that, it’ll be advice to seek out programs that help which is also general and not always helpful.

    Your life is your own and flavored with so many variables that internet people can only help so much. I won’t give you advice, but I will tell you who I am and maybe that will help in some small way.

    I am a double leg amputee. A hip disarticulation on the left (no leg at all) and an above knee amputation on the right. I was a 35 year old professional driver with a six month old daughter when the accident that took my legs happened to me. I had no fault in it and had no way of seeing it coming. It was something I was forced to deal with. I was in a coma for a month.

    I woke up to endless pain, an ended relationship that was rocky anyway and a body so weak I had to start from scratch on even basic things like opening a can of soda. I was told I would have to use a power chair because of how damaged I was. I worked to be stronger than that and I succeeded, despite my endless phantom limb pain sometimes driving me insane. I use a manual chair by choice and I can do many other things I was told I wouldn’t be able to do again. Being legless and poor didn’t even stop me from meeting my wife, who is doing crafts with my daughter next to me.

    It’s been a decade since the accident and my life is more solidly grounded now then it ever was when I was able bodied. I faced enormous pain and physical challenges and still do, but I’m glad of it. It was the forging fire that revealed who I am now.

    There is a you that is looking back from a decade in the future. Who do they see in you now? The beginning of some maudlin end without even a fight, or the spark that eventually became your fire? If I can get through the shit, so can you.