IF YOU THINK PEOPLE WITH ADHD SMOKE WEED JUST TO โGET HIGHโ - YOU HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED A BRAIN THAT NEVER SHUTS THE FUCK UP, HAS 147 DIFFERENT TABS OPEN, 3 SONGS PLAYING SIMULTANEOUSLY, CREATING 4 NEW BUSINESS IDEAS BEFORE NOON, AND STILL SOMEHOW FORGETTING WHY WE WALKED INTO THE KITCHEN.
SOME OF US ARENโT TRYING TO โGET HIGHโ - WEโRE SIMPLY TRYING TO TURN THE VOLUME DOWN.
A man who lies canโt lead. A man who cheats canโt lead. A man who never takes accountability canโt lead. A man who lets pride, anger, and ego control his decisions canโt lead either. Leadership starts with character. If a man canโt be honest, disciplined, responsible, and respectful, he has no business expecting anyone to trust him with a household.
Someone please explain the neurodivergent experience of feeling like I was mentally older than my peers as a child and now feel mentally younger now as an adultโฆ.
I smoke weed every night and I smoke weed every morning: but I still go to work everyday and get shii done.
Stoners aren't lazy people, quit saying trash.
My brother brought his new girlfriend to meet the family and she asked to see the basement within five minutes.
Not casually.
Specifically.
Her: Do you have a basement?
Mom: Yes, why?
Her: Can I see it?
Mom: Right now?
Her: If that's okay.
Nobody knew what to do.
She went to the basement.
Alone.
Stayed for twelve minutes.
Came back up.
Her: Nice foundation.
Dad: (confused) Thank you?
Her: Poured concrete. 1970s probably.
Dad: 1974.
Her: Thought so. Good drainage slope too.
Me: (to my brother quietly) What does she do?
Brother: Structural engineer.
Me: So this is professional?
Brother: She does this everywhere.
Me: Basements?
Brother: Foundations specifically.
Me: At family dinners?
Brother: At all buildings she enters.
She spent the rest of dinner commenting on load-bearing walls.
Her: That column is decorative.
Dad: It's not.
Her: It's not carrying anything.
Dad: How can you tell?
Her: Vibration. I tapped it.
Dad: When?
Her: While you were getting drinks.
Mom: (to my brother) She taps things?
Brother: Professionally.
Mom: And socially?
Brother: Sometimes the lines blur.
After dinner she asked about the attic.
Mom: Why?
Her: Roof trusses.
Dad: What about them?
Her: I want to see if they're original.
Dad: Does it matter?
Her: Only if you care about your ceiling staying up.
Dad: (pause) I do care about that.
Her: Then show me the attic.
She found a minor issue with the bracing.
Recommended a contractor.
Dad called him Monday.
Problem fixed by Friday.
She's invited to every family event now.
Not for the relationship.
For the structural assessments.
Brother knows.
He's fine with it.