693

My brain is a shitty racecar (mander.xyz)

submitted 1 month ago by fossilesque@mander.xyz to c/adhd@lemmy.dbzer0.com

28 comments fedilink hide all child comments

you are viewing a single comment's thread
view the rest of the comments

[-] Thorry84@feddit.nl 33 points 1 month ago

When I was 3 years old in preschool we had to get in line for the teacher who would write down our name, age, favorite color, etc. on a little badge so they could get to know all the kids. When I was in line the kids in front of me were like my favorite color is yellow, mine is pink and other happy bright colors. My favorite color was a very dark blue, almost black. As I heard the other kids I was like hmmm is my favorite color weird? Am I the weird kid? Is there something wrong with me? So when I got to the teacher I lied and said my favorite color was yellow. She painted a big yellow dot with felt tip pen on my badge which I wore for the next couple of weeks. I felt terrible for lying about it to the teacher, but didn't want to say anything either.

So yeah that's when I figured out I have anxiety.

[-] brygphilomena@lemmy.world 9 points 1 month ago

Midnight blue? That's my brother's favorite.

Mine is surf green.

[-] Thorry84@feddit.nl 4 points 1 month ago* (last edited 1 month ago)

I think it used to be like a dark navy blue. I've since gravitated towards RAL 7016. It's a dark grey that appears blue in some light and almost black in other light.

[-] jaybone@lemmy.world 3 points 1 month ago

You did all of this at three years old?

[-] Thorry84@feddit.nl 4 points 1 month ago

Yes, I lied to my teacher in preschool in the first week of the first year I went there. I was also only just 3 as I had my birthday in the summer and school normally starts in September where I lived at the time.

Then I skipped a grade in elementary school, because my reading and math was very good. So that meant for pretty much my entire education I was the youngest in class. Not very tall to begin with, but definitely the smallest and weakest because of my age. I was made fun of a lot because of that and physed was terrible. One time the physed teacher took pity on me and graded me on the girl scale to not give me a terrible grade, you can imagine how that went over with the rest of the class. But it wasn't that bad really, I did have a lot of friends and all the making fun of me never went too far.

But suffice to say it wasn't till uni that I really started to like being in school.