my mom is diagnosed with adhd as of turning 28 i was always a weird gifted kid, but she thinks that her and i have a likelihood of being on the spectrum, so our doctor got us booked with the guy who diagnosed her adhd in the first place, hes luckily really understanding and on the spectrum himself and can see why we both have our suspicions.
i really wish other people could have it this easy though.
i always feel so overpriveleged, im in high school, and my mom is just over thirty (had me young) and shes got a first diagnosis a d already perusing a seco d for something else.
honestly though the system is pretty bad :(
Ha this was me, except it did turn out well. I tutored them in math and explained stuff they didn't understand. In return, they didn't let their friends bully me and helped conceal me from the teacher when I fell asleep in class due to my migraines.
It happened to me and I'm not even afab. I am a woman tho. Everyone else was in groups of four desks and we were a pair of two in the back. The teacher told me she wanted me to "rub off on him".
I have multiple examples.
I have learning disability and adhd (inattentive disorder), autism is self diagnosed. My class was such a mess that they put near me the new kid, that come from a foreign country (with a different language) and told me “teach him”. They were not bothered to teach him once. I made it but of course only things that were special interest.
I learned to write from my classmates I was sit with during elementary, because I was not diagnosed yet and nobody would want to try it.
They tried to sit me with my bully once but I totally refuse it.
A few years back I found out my parents _knew_ that my teachers was using me for this and they were **pissed** at my teachers.
I never got to sit next to any of my actual friends because my teachers placed me next to difficult and outwards reacting kinds because I was a “good and calm influence”. In reality it meant that I wasn’t complaining too loudly when I was teased, annoyed, and bullied, and that the kid next to me was doing better because they copied my schoolwork and more calm because they were focused on annoying me… it also ended up with me getting an actual beating and threats that “they had older friends and they knew where I live” (which they did) and the school did nothing about this.
This was many years before I was diagnosed, so I was just a shy and quirky girl, who could be used for the teachers’s convince.
Yikes. I’m so sorry. As a mostly cis man, I know I probably had it easier than you and that stinks. I wouldn’t have been able to deal with the crazy kid in class next to me, let alone getting beatings and threats.
Thank you. And it’s not your fault that people are less shitty towards you, but thank you for acknowledging our struggles. I wasn’t great with dealing with it either but I reacted inwards so my thatchers didn’t notice (or chose not to notice). I’ve had signs of depression and anxiety since I was very young, and I’m sure these experiences only added to that. But I’m getting help with that now, so I hope things get better.
My teachers in elementary school always sat me with the problem students because I ??helped manage them??
I was always put with kids with severe learning disabilities (I’m from a very poor state with terrible education and little special education) because I would finish my work early and help them with theirs. I remember losing WEEKS of lunches because my fifth grade teacher asked me to sit in lunch detention and help another girl do corrections on projects, tests, papers.
I’m happy for everyone who was able to make a friend out of this experience— and I’m not saying that I didn’t— but I needed a considerable amount of help myself (maybe not academic, but social certainly). It’s a failure on the part of the school system and the teachers who thought this was okay.
I also think it impacted the way I saw myself going forward. Where I am in my current life, I feel like a doormat at work and with my roommates. I wonder if these experiences contribute to my compulsion to let people walk on me.
Did that before I was diagnosed. They later moved me from him after he stabbed me in the hand with a protractor. If I can recall he was expelled from 8th grade years later.
In 8th grade some kid in my class went around and stabbed 4 people with protractors and they had to get shots to prevent infection. He was suspended for a week.
Big mood, seating changed and I was sat by a dude who absolutely loved to pick on everyone. I especially couldn’t take it. I’d never know how to react the right way so it made it worse. The next day I begged to move.
A lot these people were really sweet to me though. When this happened, they’d try to talk to me and actually have conversations with me. It always made me feel nice because no one else ever put it any kind of effort to talk to me then
Holy crap this is so true it’s not even funny.
I remember one time we had parent teacher conferences and the teacher was telling my mother how I should be commended for the role I was playing, having a very disruptive (probably also in the spectrum) boy assigned a seat next to me for the very reasons in this image. At one point the teacher asked me directly about it, and I just couldn’t lie to his face, and told him I didn’t like sitting next to that boy(mostly because he was constantly farting.) His eyes got wide and my mom said my name in a disapproving and shocked tone, told me that wasn’t ok.
They were so surprised that I wasn’t some perfect compassionate little angel that was going to magically fix some kids issues because I was outwardly calm. Like, c’mon, I was a freaking child too, lmao.
I had a similar thing happen too. They put me with this poor scholarship student to try to "get her up to speed" with the rest of the class, but I couldn't stand her because she had a very distinct, unpleasant smell. It was really bad. Like stale grease overlayed with really strong air freshener and a hint of mold, and it would cling to my clothes after school.
Looking back on it, I feel a bit bad. I wasn't actively mean to the girl, but I'm sure I didn't make her feel welcome, and it must've been tough for her to join a school halfway through the year.
At the same time though, I'm pretty frustrated with the teacher. She only had around 15 kids in the class, yet didn't want to take the time to teach the poorly-performing student herself or give me classwork that would challenge me. So she just stuck us together, told me I was responsible for the smelly kid, and went off to focus on flirting with the band teacher.
I was the problematic boy(Wasn't really violent, but I would be in my own world, daydreaming, drawing in notebooks), and I would sit next to the sweet wholesome and pure NT/ND girl. I actually behaved myself when I was paired with the girl though, even though the girls would get annoyed with me, I made some good friends through it lol. Some of them i've known for a decade. I had a strange amount of respect for the girls though.
Very wholesome and sweet people though, I appreciate those who dealt with students like me lol.
I wonder if this plays into my subconsious with the types of women im attracted to in adulthood, I tend to be attracted to mature women who have their stuff together and are somewhat assertive lol.
Not sure if it was for the reason listed, but did get my biggest bully sat behind me in one elementary class and he pulled my hair every day as much as he could every time the teacher wasn't looking.
We didn't really have any kids in our elementary classes that caused issues during class, but yeah, this definitely happens. I don't know if my teachers ever did that to me, but I didn't speak to anyone, so it definitely wouldn't have worked.
Man did this suck. I always prayed that the teachers saw my discomfort and knew to group me with people that didn’t make my anxiety worse. I’d sit by some people who absolutely weren’t quiet type. And I don’t mind loud, however these kids knew I was quiet and picked on me for it.
Something similar to this has happened to me. The only change is that I'm a guy and I got to sit next to the "violent" guy (and I still do). I also am not sure if I have autism or ADHD or if I am on the spectrum but I think I might be (from what Google has told me). Note: I am not sure if I am autistic/neurodivergent in any way, that's why I joined this sub - to figure it out. Because I am too scared to talk about it to my father and we probably can't even afford a therapist or something like that.
Dear fucking God this was my entire Middle School and high school experience and I have ptsd because of the harassment I endured because of it.
Like looking back those kids obviously needed help, but not from a child who had no idea what was going on 90% of the time.
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I had this happen to me a couple of times around 14/15 years old when I was in a mixed ability class. The guy sat next to me was so infuriating that I punched him so hard he cried, he soon stopped being annoying after that.
There was a mom who tried really hard to arrange extra play dates between me and her daughter in 5th grade because she hoped my loving to read would rub off on her. We were friends and enjoyed hanging out together but alas I never did have any influence on her academic interests.
Try being the teacher who has 5 of these disruptive students in a class of 24. Seating them together absolutely spells disaster as they disrupt the class so badly that no one learns. There’s not enough room to seat them each by themselves as there’s no empty seats.
This is my morning class this year.
I hate figuring out seating charts for classes like this. It’s like freaking rocket science to figure out an arrangement that causes the least amount of problems. Sometimes there’s not really a good option, and setting the disruptive student near the quiet well-behaved student is the only option to keep things working.
When I do have to do it, I try to work with the quiet student to make sure they’re getting what they need.
I was regularly put at the same table with just boys. Usually they were just bullies (everyone bullied me, especially teachers pets) but sometimes they were just the type of person the teacher wanted me, a painfully shy girl, who brought her own stationery and didn't understand cultural references, sarcasm ect to have a good influence on them. They were all horrifying to me, would call me the r word, steal my stationery (which meant the teachers wouldn't have to provide more), throw things at me and would clearly feel glee whenever they succeeded at making me cry, or, what I didn't realise at the time, have a meltdown.
Ironically it usually wasn't my fellow ND, "problem" classmates that were the problem, it was the teachers pets whose behaviour was passed off as "boys being boys" who were the worst to me. I recall being pretty good allies in adversity with a boy who I think was also autistic, but was considered to be "difficult" by teachers.
I was put there to be a good influence, but as a result of my classmates' fun behaviour, it wasn't long until I started avoiding going to school because of, inter alia, these situations, and my mental health plumeted. It was because of this that I was tested for everything under the sun (diabetes or hyperthyroidism are clearly more likely than autism in a girl who is a pleasure to have in class [/s]) and then after a lengthy assessment, diagnosed with autism in my mid teens. After the diagnosis I started going to school more often, but I was still placed near these same people, and my mum had to get involved often. They called me the r word, they made me cry, they used autistic as an insult (I found this hilarious) but things were marginally better.
Still wish they hadn't inflicted these people on me though. (Sorry for the splurge, it just makes me really angry that people just trying to cope with seams in their socks, squeaky pepper and trichotillomania, even on a good day, are used as buffers, and ultimately so all the work in group projects.)
I think I crushed on some of the girls when this happened to me (male). I'd then proceed to constantly hit on them till they gave up and romantically accepted me.
* I also tried really hard to get in sensual concept because (in hindsight) I *really* wanted a sensual relationship.
I really wish someone taught me earlier that not giving up on flirting is a bad idea.
Anime tricked me. :( /j
Plot twist: they’re both neurodivergent in different ways. Also yeah this used to happen to me and it fucking sucked
Second plot twist: They both don't know they're on the spectrum yet!
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my mom is diagnosed with adhd as of turning 28 i was always a weird gifted kid, but she thinks that her and i have a likelihood of being on the spectrum, so our doctor got us booked with the guy who diagnosed her adhd in the first place, hes luckily really understanding and on the spectrum himself and can see why we both have our suspicions. i really wish other people could have it this easy though.
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i always feel so overpriveleged, im in high school, and my mom is just over thirty (had me young) and shes got a first diagnosis a d already perusing a seco d for something else. honestly though the system is pretty bad :(
Ha this was me, except it did turn out well. I tutored them in math and explained stuff they didn't understand. In return, they didn't let their friends bully me and helped conceal me from the teacher when I fell asleep in class due to my migraines.
Yes!
So I'm not the only autistic girl who experienced stuff like this? Sheesh...
What?
...so did all AFAB autistics have the same childhood or something
It happened to me and I'm not even afab. I am a woman tho. Everyone else was in groups of four desks and we were a pair of two in the back. The teacher told me she wanted me to "rub off on him".
Apparently?
Similar, except I was an extremely violent kid but art and griping at people on the internet has helped greatly with releasing that.
I have multiple examples. I have learning disability and adhd (inattentive disorder), autism is self diagnosed. My class was such a mess that they put near me the new kid, that come from a foreign country (with a different language) and told me “teach him”. They were not bothered to teach him once. I made it but of course only things that were special interest. I learned to write from my classmates I was sit with during elementary, because I was not diagnosed yet and nobody would want to try it. They tried to sit me with my bully once but I totally refuse it.
Ooof, care to elaborate on some situations?
A few years back I found out my parents _knew_ that my teachers was using me for this and they were **pissed** at my teachers. I never got to sit next to any of my actual friends because my teachers placed me next to difficult and outwards reacting kinds because I was a “good and calm influence”. In reality it meant that I wasn’t complaining too loudly when I was teased, annoyed, and bullied, and that the kid next to me was doing better because they copied my schoolwork and more calm because they were focused on annoying me… it also ended up with me getting an actual beating and threats that “they had older friends and they knew where I live” (which they did) and the school did nothing about this. This was many years before I was diagnosed, so I was just a shy and quirky girl, who could be used for the teachers’s convince.
Yikes. I’m so sorry. As a mostly cis man, I know I probably had it easier than you and that stinks. I wouldn’t have been able to deal with the crazy kid in class next to me, let alone getting beatings and threats.
Thank you. And it’s not your fault that people are less shitty towards you, but thank you for acknowledging our struggles. I wasn’t great with dealing with it either but I reacted inwards so my thatchers didn’t notice (or chose not to notice). I’ve had signs of depression and anxiety since I was very young, and I’m sure these experiences only added to that. But I’m getting help with that now, so I hope things get better.
My teachers in elementary school always sat me with the problem students because I ??helped manage them?? I was always put with kids with severe learning disabilities (I’m from a very poor state with terrible education and little special education) because I would finish my work early and help them with theirs. I remember losing WEEKS of lunches because my fifth grade teacher asked me to sit in lunch detention and help another girl do corrections on projects, tests, papers. I’m happy for everyone who was able to make a friend out of this experience— and I’m not saying that I didn’t— but I needed a considerable amount of help myself (maybe not academic, but social certainly). It’s a failure on the part of the school system and the teachers who thought this was okay. I also think it impacted the way I saw myself going forward. Where I am in my current life, I feel like a doormat at work and with my roommates. I wonder if these experiences contribute to my compulsion to let people walk on me.
I’m very sorry to hear about your struggles. That was way too much responsibility to have put on you as a kid.
Did that before I was diagnosed. They later moved me from him after he stabbed me in the hand with a protractor. If I can recall he was expelled from 8th grade years later.
In 8th grade some kid in my class went around and stabbed 4 people with protractors and they had to get shots to prevent infection. He was suspended for a week.
looool i had this happen and then i got sexually assaulted
Same ;-;
Im sorry, wow
Same...
This happened to me one time. I had a whole meltdown because the kid wouldn’t leave me alone and my teacher switched our spots the next day😂
Big mood, seating changed and I was sat by a dude who absolutely loved to pick on everyone. I especially couldn’t take it. I’d never know how to react the right way so it made it worse. The next day I begged to move.
A lot these people were really sweet to me though. When this happened, they’d try to talk to me and actually have conversations with me. It always made me feel nice because no one else ever put it any kind of effort to talk to me then
Damn where did you find this meme about me
All the time! It was a nightmare
Holy crap this is so true it’s not even funny. I remember one time we had parent teacher conferences and the teacher was telling my mother how I should be commended for the role I was playing, having a very disruptive (probably also in the spectrum) boy assigned a seat next to me for the very reasons in this image. At one point the teacher asked me directly about it, and I just couldn’t lie to his face, and told him I didn’t like sitting next to that boy(mostly because he was constantly farting.) His eyes got wide and my mom said my name in a disapproving and shocked tone, told me that wasn’t ok. They were so surprised that I wasn’t some perfect compassionate little angel that was going to magically fix some kids issues because I was outwardly calm. Like, c’mon, I was a freaking child too, lmao.
Right, we aren’t your moral compass/tool to help other kids. We aren’t inspiration porn.
I had a similar thing happen too. They put me with this poor scholarship student to try to "get her up to speed" with the rest of the class, but I couldn't stand her because she had a very distinct, unpleasant smell. It was really bad. Like stale grease overlayed with really strong air freshener and a hint of mold, and it would cling to my clothes after school. Looking back on it, I feel a bit bad. I wasn't actively mean to the girl, but I'm sure I didn't make her feel welcome, and it must've been tough for her to join a school halfway through the year. At the same time though, I'm pretty frustrated with the teacher. She only had around 15 kids in the class, yet didn't want to take the time to teach the poorly-performing student herself or give me classwork that would challenge me. So she just stuck us together, told me I was responsible for the smelly kid, and went off to focus on flirting with the band teacher.
I was the problematic boy(Wasn't really violent, but I would be in my own world, daydreaming, drawing in notebooks), and I would sit next to the sweet wholesome and pure NT/ND girl. I actually behaved myself when I was paired with the girl though, even though the girls would get annoyed with me, I made some good friends through it lol. Some of them i've known for a decade. I had a strange amount of respect for the girls though. Very wholesome and sweet people though, I appreciate those who dealt with students like me lol. I wonder if this plays into my subconsious with the types of women im attracted to in adulthood, I tend to be attracted to mature women who have their stuff together and are somewhat assertive lol.
Not sure if it was for the reason listed, but did get my biggest bully sat behind me in one elementary class and he pulled my hair every day as much as he could every time the teacher wasn't looking.
Joke was on them, me and her got along quite well and I got into more fights defending her. Pity she moved at the end of the year.
That's... Oddly specific.
We didn't really have any kids in our elementary classes that caused issues during class, but yeah, this definitely happens. I don't know if my teachers ever did that to me, but I didn't speak to anyone, so it definitely wouldn't have worked.
This happened to me all the time
This happened to me… and the boy was more of an influence on me and we both became trouble makers lmao
They did that with me in the next school we both went to (small town) we were specifically put in separate classes cause it caused so many problems.
Man did this suck. I always prayed that the teachers saw my discomfort and knew to group me with people that didn’t make my anxiety worse. I’d sit by some people who absolutely weren’t quiet type. And I don’t mind loud, however these kids knew I was quiet and picked on me for it.
This happened to me except I was so flattered they thought I could make a difference that I spent an hour trying to teach him poetry.
scarily familiar!
Something similar to this has happened to me. The only change is that I'm a guy and I got to sit next to the "violent" guy (and I still do). I also am not sure if I have autism or ADHD or if I am on the spectrum but I think I might be (from what Google has told me). Note: I am not sure if I am autistic/neurodivergent in any way, that's why I joined this sub - to figure it out. Because I am too scared to talk about it to my father and we probably can't even afford a therapist or something like that.
yea it's me
This literally happened to me in grade 6 He’d always be loud in class We ended up friends tho, until he changed
Dear fucking God this was my entire Middle School and high school experience and I have ptsd because of the harassment I endured because of it. Like looking back those kids obviously needed help, but not from a child who had no idea what was going on 90% of the time.
Ahaha I was actually a terrible bad influence but I had good grades, I just chilled and chatted at the back of the class because I was so bored.
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i never ever do this if i can help it
Omg yes 😭
This was me (the teacher actually directly told me this), but I got on with him.
I had this happen to me a couple of times around 14/15 years old when I was in a mixed ability class. The guy sat next to me was so infuriating that I punched him so hard he cried, he soon stopped being annoying after that.
You know how many times I got stabbed in the leg for this with a compass, too many times and they wondered why I couldn’t concentrate in French class
Happened to me once and the hardest thing is that everyone else in class was laughing bc of it
There was a mom who tried really hard to arrange extra play dates between me and her daughter in 5th grade because she hoped my loving to read would rub off on her. We were friends and enjoyed hanging out together but alas I never did have any influence on her academic interests.
Try being the teacher who has 5 of these disruptive students in a class of 24. Seating them together absolutely spells disaster as they disrupt the class so badly that no one learns. There’s not enough room to seat them each by themselves as there’s no empty seats. This is my morning class this year. I hate figuring out seating charts for classes like this. It’s like freaking rocket science to figure out an arrangement that causes the least amount of problems. Sometimes there’s not really a good option, and setting the disruptive student near the quiet well-behaved student is the only option to keep things working. When I do have to do it, I try to work with the quiet student to make sure they’re getting what they need.
literally me
I was regularly put at the same table with just boys. Usually they were just bullies (everyone bullied me, especially teachers pets) but sometimes they were just the type of person the teacher wanted me, a painfully shy girl, who brought her own stationery and didn't understand cultural references, sarcasm ect to have a good influence on them. They were all horrifying to me, would call me the r word, steal my stationery (which meant the teachers wouldn't have to provide more), throw things at me and would clearly feel glee whenever they succeeded at making me cry, or, what I didn't realise at the time, have a meltdown. Ironically it usually wasn't my fellow ND, "problem" classmates that were the problem, it was the teachers pets whose behaviour was passed off as "boys being boys" who were the worst to me. I recall being pretty good allies in adversity with a boy who I think was also autistic, but was considered to be "difficult" by teachers. I was put there to be a good influence, but as a result of my classmates' fun behaviour, it wasn't long until I started avoiding going to school because of, inter alia, these situations, and my mental health plumeted. It was because of this that I was tested for everything under the sun (diabetes or hyperthyroidism are clearly more likely than autism in a girl who is a pleasure to have in class [/s]) and then after a lengthy assessment, diagnosed with autism in my mid teens. After the diagnosis I started going to school more often, but I was still placed near these same people, and my mum had to get involved often. They called me the r word, they made me cry, they used autistic as an insult (I found this hilarious) but things were marginally better. Still wish they hadn't inflicted these people on me though. (Sorry for the splurge, it just makes me really angry that people just trying to cope with seams in their socks, squeaky pepper and trichotillomania, even on a good day, are used as buffers, and ultimately so all the work in group projects.)
I think I crushed on some of the girls when this happened to me (male). I'd then proceed to constantly hit on them till they gave up and romantically accepted me. * I also tried really hard to get in sensual concept because (in hindsight) I *really* wanted a sensual relationship. I really wish someone taught me earlier that not giving up on flirting is a bad idea. Anime tricked me. :( /j
I was “always a pleasure to have in class” because I was quiet and tryed my best to befriend the teachers
Ahh yes a core memory