I once saw a neuropsychologist give a talk about various neurological symptoms which was titled, "Of course it's all in your head, that's where the neurons are."
surgery to remove your tibia, only on the right side.
(also, one can be very smart without knowing medical jargon, so I refuse to take this as proof that you are not very smart)
thats very nice of you to say, and you are probably right honestly, i do have a lot of self deprecating tendencies but i am probably very knowledgeable in my own way, like with things i enjoy doing or learning about, i could probably talk your head off about space or nerd things like lotr or 40k :P
I learned self-deprecation as a way of beating verbal bullies to the punch. Anything I claimed, they would tear down; but if I presented myself as small and harmless, I was a smaller target. I hope that here, such measures are less necessary.
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talking my head off: INT
listening: WIS
dialogue: CHA
(A friendly reminder that I'm trying to post these silly little things each Monday. They're mostly based on experiences and conversations I've had with people over the years in the workplace. Enjoy.)
I had a moment the other day where I was telling one of my folks about how I had a mild panic attack and they told me “You just need to relax.”
I explained to them “it doesn’t work like that. Telling someone panicking they need to relax is like telling someone with a broken leg to just walk it off”
That is as literally true, as telling someone who's on fire, "You just need to extinguish the flames". It's also equally helpful!
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There ARE methods, to help someone relax, for example breathing with them and slowing down breath rates together, in tandem. But that takes time and effort.
It's right in my frontal cortex, shrunken hippocampus, enlarged amygdala, and reward pathway, in combination with neurotransmitters that don't like hanging out in my synapses and resultant mood problems
A result of a tag team between trauma, bipolar, and addictive behaviour learnt to cope with both
My dad, who went to a VA therapist once a month for PTSD from his time in Vietnam, literally told me once that mental illness didn't exist and was just an excuse for people to be lazy. It's no surprise I wasn't diagnosed with autism until after he died.
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(also, one can be very smart without knowing medical jargon, so I refuse to take this as proof that you are not very smart)
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talking my head off: INT
listening: WIS
dialogue: CHA
I explained to them “it doesn’t work like that. Telling someone panicking they need to relax is like telling someone with a broken leg to just walk it off”
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There ARE methods, to help someone relax, for example breathing with them and slowing down breath rates together, in tandem. But that takes time and effort.
/sarcasm
A result of a tag team between trauma, bipolar, and addictive behaviour learnt to cope with both
For irrational reasons, mental illness isn't considered as "real" as a broken bone. That is a falacy.