Man, rejection sensitivity dysphoria is a hell of a drug
Man, rejection sensitivity dysphoria is a hell of a drug
For context, I've had a few deliveries over the past few weeks of kind, fair, generous, actionable critique with which I have no reasonable disagreement.
Nonetheless, hunks of my brain have decided to fully descend into spirals of doubt over my fundamental competence in all areas of life. Which is, like, you know, unhelpful & unfair and out of proportion but also very difficult to arbitrarily shunt off into a compartment where it doesn't bother me.
This doesn't happen every time I receive critique, mind you. And I can't usually predict what kind or magnitude of critique will set it off. But when it does go off, whew is it a ride.
@Ibber It's so dang frustrating! :blobcatgooglyanimated:
I will say one thing about rejection sensitivity dysphoria, though: Having regularly experienced it leaves me very sympathetic toward folks experiencing other flavors of dysphoria
So, over on birdsite, a couple folks got into a meme-battle in my mentions and it reminded me of the Talking Carl scream fight. Tempted to post this over there but I'm just trying to stay clear
And weirdly all of it started over a joke about touching grass and playing video games outside at the same time
I've had one of these Behringer XENYX 302USB audio interfaces for a few years. Would like to use it more for meetings with my nice XLR mic, but it doesn't have a mute / cough button. I'm tempted to take it apart and see about maybe adding one.