I’m pretty sure my baseline cortisol levels could kill a small animal. And probably shortened my lifespan by a few years.
My AuDHD is flavored by several varieties of anxiety and crippling depression, the former undiagnosed for most of my life and the latter two only being treated sporadically. I’ve had my episodes of shining in times of chaos (usually at work) but my brain’s go-to response is freeze.
It’s not very effective.
I’m torn. This could have been a gif. But then again, this could have been a gif. 😧
Hard to avoid the local cable monopoly for internet.
Gonna need some citations for that.
/s
JFC. I’m getting anxiety just looking at the call log. Grats on the appointment though. You’re right, the hoops are absolutely ridiculous.
Doubtful. Dude ain’t got no ups.
Where do pieces end and particles begin?
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I can’t stand the thought of selling myself every few years to job hop, let alone having to do it every day trying to monetize one of the few things left that I enjoy. When I was coming out of high school I entertained the thought of running my own PC/electronics repair business. It took maybe two months as a field service tech to put those thoughts away for good.
…huh. I wonder if this means I should play the lottery, or if my cosmic coincidence currency has already been consumed lol.
You’re not wrong 😅 But as far as I’m concerned there’s no expiration date on literature. Somewhere, someone is reading the books for the first time. The odds of them also being on Lemmy are astronomically small. But it was enough of an “oh shit” moment IMO that it was worth the half-second it took to hit the spoiler button.
It was also the moment that jolted me out of whatever enjoyment I had been getting out of The Last Battle. Whenever I would do a re-read, things really slowed down for Silver Chair and Horse And His Boy, picked back up wonderfully for Magician’s Nephew, then Last Battle would ham-fist its way through to the end, with Furry Jesus reveling with his most devout disciples. Just eye-rolling stuff.
The Wardrobe movie from a while back was a surprisingly good adaptation, and as the series went on (and then stalled out after Dawn Treader) I was worried about the actors literally aging out of being able to play the roles. Thinking back, it was probably for the best that it ended there.
It’s not that deep. The whole series is thinly veiled Christianity. By the end, Susan lost her faith. That’s it. She no longer held Narnia in her heart. But it’s an allegory for children so it was couched in awkward old man language. Why Susan and not Peter? Regular old misogyny, Eve-style.
1950 is when the first book was published. Susan being excluded completely didn’t happen until the last book, in 1956. And considering
They all fucking died IRL
Susan being unable to enter Heaven Narnia because she no longer believed makes sense narratively and thematically.
If you want to see this as some sort of commentary on child marriage laws, well… have fun.
they were talking about the difference between big picture thinking and evidence based thinking
This annoyed me so much that I had to stop reading for a few moments.
I’ve been in similar situations. One recent example was in music therapy. We listened to a song and were asked our impressions. My brain was breaking down instrumentation and phrasing, appreciating the lack of autotune, etc. But what they were shooting for with the question, and what probably about half the participants responded, was “that was pretty relaxing.” While true (if subjective), it’s the details that jumped out at me.
The reward for being good at toil is more toil.
Signed,
The guy who was good at streamlining and ended up with 3-4 different jobs but only one salary
People have been saying “Nintendo should release their games for Platform That I Like” for decades. Pretty sure they’re content with doing what they’re been doing.
It’s neck and neck.
Whatever the issue was, I experienced it as well. No VPN on this side.