It could be because she doesn't play much, but I still believe ADHD could be part of it. Maybe she doesn't get lost, per se, but rather that she doesn't pay enough attention to what around her character. I have ADHD , and distractability in video games is something very familiar to me. Sometimes, the correct route seems obvious to other people, but I can run around in circles for quite a time before realising I'm not going the right way. It's often a question of slowing down and observing carefully what's being shown to me on screen. I never played Crash Bandicoot, but in certain games, I need as much info as possible on the minimap if I want to orient myself correctly. Again, I don't think it's a matter of getting lost; I got a pretty good sense of orientation in everyday life. Navigating video games without getting distracted is something else entirely, though.

Semi-Charmed Life, by Third Eye Blind. Basically, it's a song about doing meth... Spent almost twenty years just singing the chorus with absolutely no idea what the rest of the lyrics were. Now, it kinda feels weird, ngl.

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From genius.com : "The original inspiration for the lyrics came from David Lee Roth watching a person on TV who was threatening to commit suicide by jumping off of a building and Roth figured someone in the crowd must be thinking, “Go ahead and jump”. It was, however, not written about suicide – the song is about ‘jumping’ on the opportunity to hook up with someone."

Though I can see where you got that.

In Québec, we say "Saint Clin-Clin Des meuh-meuh"; "Saint", because a lot of towns here are named after a Saint, "Clin-Clin" because of another expression "ti-clin" which means some random person, so "Clin-Clin" means a random Saint, and "des meuh-meuh" because a lot of towns here have some kind of suffix like "des Saults", or "de Brandon", so "des meuh-meuh" (like moo-moo) is the sound a cow makes, and I guess it sounds rural or something. Also, when we talk about somewhere very far away, we say "au diable vert" "at the green devil"; not sure about the origin of this expression, though.

I mean, he could've just turned water into wine, just sayin'... And doesn't wine transubstantiate into His blood, and not vice versa? There's also a chance that I might be taking all this way too seriously.

Whether or not the rule is fair might be debatable, but in the end, the mods have the final word and they decided that you violated this rule, and then acted accordingly. Either you try to get your ban reversed by contacting them, or you start your own community where the rules are more to your liking. Or you can also move on to other things and let this issue become a non-issue.

My experience with Vyvanse isn't exactly a lack of hunger, but rather struggling to know if I'm hungry or not. I could either overeat, or eat nothing, and it wouldn't make a difference until later, when I'm either feeling bloated because I ate too much, or feeling dizzy because I skipped lunch. What I found to work well is eating mostly the same thing every dinner; something light, like a sandwich or something. Also, having a big breakfast and a big dinner kinda balances out not eating much at lunch. But aside from hunger-related side effects, I've found Vyvanse to be a life-changer for me, after being diagnosed at 37. I'm turning 45 this year, and I've been taking 50mg for almost 8 years. It improved my focus, my mood, and my motivation; almost makes me wonder how I made it so far without it!

Thank you for your comment, it means a lot.

I think it's fairly common to not always pay close attention to the lyrics. Most of the time, you hear a song on the radio, and you can't always make out what it's saying, but you're still able to enjoy the music and the singing melody. Until you pay more attention or you seek out the lyrics, then you're often surprised about what it's saying, cause the lyrics weren't the point when you used to listen to the song. It doesn't mean that it's world-changing or anything, but it just takes you by surprise.

Honestly, I believe you're taking this even more seriously than I do.

Jelly on top, if you use the same knife for both peanut butter and jelly, you'll mix jelly with the PB in the jar. I know I don't want that, but to each his own, I guess. PB doesn't tend to get into the jelly jar as much, in my experience, but again, to each his own.

You're right, but we have to; we can't let ourselves get disorganised every time something bad happens to us. It's far too easy to just roll with it and say we can't help it, but we need to be better than this. I know it's hard to find the right balance between acknowledging our shortcomings and beating ourselves up over them, though.

I guess it's indeed a learning opportunity for me, and also to be able to better support my son when it also happens to him, for different or similar reasons.

Well, as I said, I never paid attention to the lyrics before I looked them up. 🤷‍♂️

Now I'm the one being taken too seriously. I was just saying, I already got the joke and everything. Didn't mean to bait anyone.

I'm also undiagnosed, which doesn't mean I'm any less autistic. What exact harmful behaviour did op say he wanted to excuse by being supposedly autistic? Look, I know what you say comes from a good place, but all you're doing is throw accusations around because you 'kinda know what you're talking about', whatever that's supposed to prove. I agree with you, autism isn't a disability in and of itself, but it can disable you, in certain cases, because what you call 'human variation' isn't how most people are or act, and it can lead to feelings of ostracism and also isolation. While I believe being diagnosed is usually the better option, not everyone has the opportunity to be, for many reasons. And yeah, separating false self-diagnoses from reals ones is ideal, and using autism as an excuse is, well, inexcusable. But op's situation seems genuine to me, and your reaction which, again, surely comes from a good place, isn't helping anyone.

I have my own opinion on masking. I don't feel like I hide my true self and I feel the term 'masking' isn't always the right one, although it might depend on the individual and the situation. The way I see it, it's all a question of communication, or language; we have our own concept of social communication, one that is not always the same as most people. It gets hard to understand those different than us and also difficult for them to understand us. We can't expect everyone to understand us, and most people don't, or won't. So we change the way we communicate, use another form of language. It's not always easy and we might sometimes miss the mark, but we are autistic, after all. We can't understand what we aren't all the time, it's just normal. With most people I know, we often find some kind of unspoken middle ground, so to speak, communication-wise. They know me and I know them, we kinda found ways to make it easier for us to understand each other. YMMV, it's not the same for everyone and I know that; some of us find it harder still to understand non-autistic people and communicate with them, and have a hard time being understood by them. Some of us feel the need to hide and 'fake' our way through many social situations. In the end, it's all about how comfortable we are with acting natural. For me, I find it simpler to adapt the way I communicate than expecting people to understand me. There's more of 'them' than there are of us, in the end we have much more opportunities to study their 'language' and adapt to it, than the opposite. To me, it's the same as traveling to another country without speaking the local language. You can get by, if you're lucky, but it will be much harder than if you learn the language. There are some words that will give you a harder time, and you'll fall back to your native tongue, but they can't blame you for making an effort.

Again, YMMV, as everyone has different experiences; it's just the way I see things.

Yeah, we all need to release our emotions somehow. It's just hard to find the right balance between expressing ourselves and letting our feelings run amok.

Your taco nachos look delicious, by the way!

For me, Vyvanse changed my life. Self-discipline, too, although it's still often a struggle, to be honest.