Lovecraft would be proud of that non-Euclidean eldritch abomination.

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(x) Doubt

Even tasks I enjoy are hard for me.

Loud and clear.

Working on it. My current psych seems pretty set on “getting the depression under control” before tackling the ADHD. My dude… it’s all knotted up, Gordian style.

getting enough adrenaline from stress to end the cycle (super harmful in the long run)

That’s me! I’m pretty sure my baseline cortisol levels could kill a small animal. Also pretty sure sustaining that level has done permanent damage to my body.

Yep, I had to look it up too.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pathological_Demand_Avoidance

I went though just about every stimulant on the market about 20 years ago. Most did nothing, but a couple had me going through panic attacks for routine work issues. After two years on the pharma-go-round I’d had enough. I got this far in life rawdogging reality. How bad can it get?

Narrator: Yes.

This is exactly it. But it doesn’t fit on a hat or bumper sticker so the details get ignored.

For staunch MAGA Republican and binge-drinker Justin Brently, getting another DUI in support of Tump was the most important day in his life. For serial drunk driver, killer of Kevin Ade, and small-time political bully Ian Smith, it was Tuesday.

I can’t count the number of times I start talking about executive dysfunction and someone immediately chirps in with “make a list, chunk it down, say you’re going to do this for 20 minutes and then take a break.” I eventually started asking in response, “Do you suggest to your depression patients simply not being sad? Do you tell your anxiety patients not to worry about stuff? Because that’s what I’m hearing, and it tells me you don’t understand the situation.”

Bruh. Can I get some of that mellow? All I got is, like, the harsh, man.

It’s in the settings.

The story of my life.

The front is where the spoiler isn’t.

Race car beds FTW.

This sounds ripe for malicious compliance.

Samsung never met a bad idea they couldn’t help but imitate.

Year and a half and counting, checking in.

I’ve been pondering this one myself for awhile. I knew a decade ago that, barring massive financial change, I would never be able to afford to retire. So these are the options:

• Work until I die
• Work until I can’t (or nobody will hire me/pay a living wage), live off of savings until I can’t, then die
• Stop working, live off of savings until I can’t, then die

The first two are the default and just kind of accepted by society as fair and just. The last one, strangely, gets all sorts of pushback, even though the only material difference is 20-30 years of mundane toil to make line go up.

Is this like the millennial bug?

Certainly sounds like it. The whole issue was that if year was a two-digit value, it was always interpreted as 19xx. Some systems were updated to require 4-digit years, but many (especially older, niche systems, which plenty of airlines still operate on) just kicked the can down the road. Some made a new static cutoff date for determining 19/20 that someone will have to fix in X years, or a range based on the current date, which sounds like what happened here. Birthdate stored as 25? That means 1925. Birthdate stored as 23? That means 2023.

Any coders out there want to deal with decades-old tech debt for the remainder of your career? Pick up COBOL and live the dream.

Synesthesia would like a word (or possibly a sniff).