I Am Sort Of A Boy. I Am Sort Of A Creature. I Was A Girl Once But Never A Woman. Maybe As I Grow Ill

And now for something completely different.

This is the ADHD Teapot. I made it in a ceramics class a few years ago. I use it to explain executive dysfunction to people who haven’t come across the term before (and those who think of ADHD mostly as Hyperactive Eight Year Old Boy Syndrome).

So, most people’s brains are like a regular shaped teapot with a single spout. Let’s say that your time, energy, focus etc is the liquid you have in the teapot. Your executive function is the spout, that directs the tea into the specific cup you want to fill-aka the task that you’re meant to be doing. Spills happen occasionally, but generally most of the tea goes in the right cup.

If you have executive dysfunction, (a symptom of ADHD, trauma, autism, schizophrenia etc.) you have multiple spouts going in different directions. You can try pointing one of them at your chosen cup and you will probably get some liquid in there, perhaps you will even fill it right up (finish the task). But meanwhile, tea is also pouring out of several other places and not going where you want it. If you have another container nearby, perhaps some of it will end up in there. But quite a lot of it is going to end up on the floor and accomplish nothing.

And at the end of the day you’ll have filled one or two cups ( or sometimes not even one) compared to the five or six that somebody with the same sized teapot (but only one spout) has filled, and everyone wonders why you’re so bad at getting tea poured, and why you make such a mess in the process.

One day I’d like to spend more time learning pottery and create a really technically good fucked up little adhd teapot. But that’s a long way off since i currently live in the outback and the nearest pottery workshop is some 400km away. But I figure that for now, it might be a useful or interesting metaphor to somebody even in its rough draft form.

This post is the cup I filled instead of cleaning my house btw.

my love letter to ada rook and devi mccallion in the form of an upcycled jean jacket <3

all patches were made by me, except for the embroidered patch of the hell is real sign. all buttons and pins are not made by me, but were purchased from various sources online :-)

heres some closeups of the front:

and of the back and sleeves :-)

this is my magnum opus and i love it so much i get scared to wear it out and expose it to the elements lol

FIGHT CLUB AS AN ALLEGORY FOR INTERNALIZED HOMOPHOBIA by silas denver melvin

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I'm half way down with Frankenstein and I swear to god, if they bully my son Creature ONE MORE FUCKING TIME I'm going to kill everyone in this room and then myself

my job in the comune will be to fuck your mom

OFF is one of those games whose entire legacy is built around its swag. like mechanically it's not really a great game but it deserves to be a cult classic rpg because the swag is insurmountable

Purification in progress...