I have so many types of stims.
Today I have intrinsically avoiding stims.
It is hot so my body tries to distract me.
It moves my hands near my face, rubs them together as if to start a fire and pulls saliva out of my mouth.
Some stims are seeking.
They move my body towards a desirable object.
As I type this my hand intermittently hits a checker piece like a twig to a hollow log.
Some stims are pure evil.
They rapidly swing my fists at my head and my loved ones.
Thinking of those stims makes the heat seem more bearable.