Another possible symptom that I can add to my "I might have ADHD" list

If you have a list of possible ND symptoms, you can add the list itself to the list. 😁

List recursion?

Oh, hey, that was you plinkin' away while I rabbit-holed my own burning interest-of-the-moment until 7:30am? 😅

Me: Not adhd, but feeling identified.
Next commenter: "who's gonna tell him..."

It's lists all the way down

Get a synth and a headset.

Now, if you decide to learn drumming or tuba at 3am... no. Bad. No.

Night! Bird!

Well, I'm confirmed not ADHD by a professional and I can definitely relate to this.

Aren't there electronic drum sets for exactly that reason?

Why God why? All the time.

True!

I forgot about those.

Although technically, maybe you prefer to use the synth drums for your style or what not?

But yes, electronic drum kits are a thing!

I never knew auditory sensitivities were one until I saw an ADHD post that asked what earplugs everyone had. I was like wait, y'all have them too? I have stashes of them so I don't flip out.

Also, whoever invented gas leaf blowers should be kicked in the balls.

Can you share the list?

Oh it has a name!

It still makes sounds. You are hitting a plastic discs.

Why does this happen!! 😭

Sometimes, it's worse for me: When I get the motivation kick at night, I think: Well, no point doing it NOW, it's time to sleep soon. Then I dance and smile through the dopamine rush, imagining all the things I'll do tomorrow.

Currently haven't slept for two days because my brain is obsessed with the new movie Obsession. How ironic.

Such juicy themes. Such amazing performances. Yadda yadda.

So every night I end up looking up interviews and fan discussions about the movie. Even makeup tutorials that imitate Nikki's uncanny valley look.

And when I don't do that, I just stare at the ceiling while my mind is thinking about the movie, and about stuff I need to do at work and so on. On my second night without sleep, anxiety started to creep in. Sure, the thought of Nikki standing in the corner of my room with her creepy face, going "I like watching you sleep" is kinda freaky, but that shit is nothing next to the unhinged anxiety of adult mundanity.

"What if I went bankrupt?"

"What if I have breast cancer?"

"What if my boyfriend dies?"

"What if everything I ever do, fails forever and I end up in the gutter?"

"What if I die prematurely because I have too many sleepless nights where I stress about money and health?"

Such stupid things to worry about when my life currently is in a really good and promising place.

I also have a burning need to talk to people about Obsession, but I genuinely don't have anyone anywhere to talk to about it. Most people in my personal life don't care about movies and those who do, don't like horror so I'm literally like AAAAAAARGH

And Lemmy only cares about politics and I left Reddit and most other social media platforms a year ago and don't care to go back so there is just no one to talk to about this fucking film. My boyfriend is like: it was a good movie. And then he has nothing else to say. HEEEEELP!