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Stopgap Measures
I'm generally a pretty laid back person. Type B personality. Not only am I a natural slacker, but I cultivate a relaxed outlook. It's healthy, and it makes for a more pleasant life. Besides, I'm easygoing enough that I genuinely don't care about most situations -- I'm usually a mellow companion and a gracious loser.
You know things are getting bad when your professors order you to sit down for ten minutes, read the comics, and drink some juice -- this in the middle of an exam.
I can't even tell when I'm moving quickly anymore because my neurons are firing so fast. I suspect that I'm staring, that I'm talking too rapidly, and that I'm running instead of walking, but I don't actually know; I have to guess by others' reactions. I'm working hard to calm down, and I do all right when I'm alone, but it floods back whenever I start interacting with people again. I don't think that I've made any dramatic errors yet, although I'm positive that I'm more curt than usual; I continue to maintain a passable if absurdist sense of humor.
Being able to get online even briefly is a great relief.
I've started shutting down non-critical elements of my personality as a kind of emergency relief measure. The externally notable temporary differences will be increased bruqueness, a lack of some social niceties, diminished regard for others, and a partial shuffle of priorities. I have warned Val already, but I figure I should extend the alert to everyone: if I seem pissed off, it's probably not directed toward you, and I'm probably fine. If you know anything about David Keirsey or the Meyers-Briggs inventory, the best way you can understand is to imagine that I've closed down my NF and SP aspects and am now operating in a pure NT mode until such time as I have more internal resources. Same person, care about the same things, just seem less empathetic.
Call me on this if it's hurting you, and I'll do what I can, but do not at any cost assume that it won't be a burden on me or that I "just need to snap out of it." In other words, if I'm trying to stop an earthquake, do not ask to borrow my duct tape -- unless you are also trying to stop an earthquake of similar or greater magnitude on the Richter scale.
In any case, I've got to get going.
Ah, duct tape.
You know things are getting bad when your professors order you to sit down for ten minutes, read the comics, and drink some juice -- this in the middle of an exam.
I can't even tell when I'm moving quickly anymore because my neurons are firing so fast. I suspect that I'm staring, that I'm talking too rapidly, and that I'm running instead of walking, but I don't actually know; I have to guess by others' reactions. I'm working hard to calm down, and I do all right when I'm alone, but it floods back whenever I start interacting with people again. I don't think that I've made any dramatic errors yet, although I'm positive that I'm more curt than usual; I continue to maintain a passable if absurdist sense of humor.
Being able to get online even briefly is a great relief.
I've started shutting down non-critical elements of my personality as a kind of emergency relief measure. The externally notable temporary differences will be increased bruqueness, a lack of some social niceties, diminished regard for others, and a partial shuffle of priorities. I have warned Val already, but I figure I should extend the alert to everyone: if I seem pissed off, it's probably not directed toward you, and I'm probably fine. If you know anything about David Keirsey or the Meyers-Briggs inventory, the best way you can understand is to imagine that I've closed down my NF and SP aspects and am now operating in a pure NT mode until such time as I have more internal resources. Same person, care about the same things, just seem less empathetic.
Call me on this if it's hurting you, and I'll do what I can, but do not at any cost assume that it won't be a burden on me or that I "just need to snap out of it." In other words, if I'm trying to stop an earthquake, do not ask to borrow my duct tape -- unless you are also trying to stop an earthquake of similar or greater magnitude on the Richter scale.
In any case, I've got to get going.
Ah, duct tape.
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Can't find a parking space? Just pull into a yellow curb (no parking) area and cover the curb with white or gray duct tape.
Bonus hint: If you do get a ticket, use a roll of duct tape to bribe the judge.