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I stopped bouncing my leg and started swinging, i stopped swinging and started doodling, i stopped doodling and started fidgeting with a pen. I stopped because I found those things annoying myself lol
I’m a pacer. If I cannot pace, I hurt myself discreetly. Digging my nails or my mechanical pencil into my skin (under the desk) tends to work. Not too much, just enough to create a sharp sensation to keep me focused.
My hands would always be covered in ink because i was fidgeting with my pen, most of the time pressing the mine into my skin. I wouldn’t even realise it, I always just wondered when I’d paint my hands haha
Wild. I’m a pacer when I need to think, and a leg jiggler, but this is really interesting to me. That sharp sensation lets you focus on something other than the sensation?
Yes. It kind of replaces the need to fidget or rock. Pacing truly increases my focus and effectiveness (read superpowers engage). Pain is just a coping mechanism to make sure my performance doesn’t degrade right into fully disconnected from the moment.
That used to drive me absolutely insane when I was young. And it was almost always swishy pants. Who’d have thought all that time that it was just someone else’s ADHD rubbing mine the wrong way.
I’d be watching TV after dinner with my Dad and he thought it was funny because he could tell when I’d doze off. My foot would stop bouncing. He’d wait until it started up again to talk to me :) I miss him.
That’s really sweet and thoughtful. Thank you for sharing, it made me smile c:
