“If you find out that you’re Autistic later in life, it does not change who you are. In fact, it doesn’t change who you are regardless of ‘if’ or ‘when’ you find out.” From Reframing Autism’s
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reframingautism.org.au/service/welc... #autism #autistic #neurodiversity

I'm thinking of revealing to my wife that I am autistic. Not sure if she'll believe me, so I've begun to compile a list of my autistic traits, and will categorize them (physiological responses, emotional, etc.), then realizing.. this list, itself, is a trait!

Today, I received news that threatens my will to live.

Sometimes life feels like when you are in a plane and it's rapidly changing altitude. Your head feels increasingly intolerable pressure, you want to scream, and what's worse is that there is NO escape.

Hey, TSN, ok, Notre Dame won the Sugar Bowl, but can you now proceed to the scheduled #PWHL game? Or is this needless post-game chit-chat required to fulfill some concratual obligations?? Who gives a fuck. Move to the game, damnit.

Do repeated rejections and postponements into an undetermined future induce their own form of trauma? Because I'm feeling it.

For me the internet used to be like one of those old market towns with tons of side streets bursting with interesting shops and cool architecture. Now it's just a single shit-filled high street packed to the gills with bland chain stores and identical corporate glass frontages.

I picked the wrong week to quit drinking.

I'm losing my mind here bored away from home. Any recommendations for an easy online game I can play that won't stress me out?

What I want for Christmas: to enter a monastery, stay there for the entirety of the "holidays," do NOTHING except pray, wash floors, laundry, cook, serve, pray.. repeat, all the while remain in SILENCE! That's all I want.

Ah, the lovely sounds of coughing at an airport gate.

I just want to be at peace.

Sounds that drive me crazy: 1) crinkling of plastic wrappers; 2) loud slurping through straws; 3) chewing, but only from some people. #misophonia

Inside my head is non-stop competing voices, like tuning a radio. Often the voices don't complete any sentences. It's just thoughts and ideas scrambling about my consciousness. At night, when I try to sleep, those voices, those inside sounds, keep me up. I often resort to meds to calm me down. 1/2

Some of the illustrations from Visual Geometry and Topology by Anatolij Fomenko

A couple of pieces I finished last for hobonomicon from DCC

Hello! I am new here, moving from "that other place." A few salient things about me. I am autistic, dealing with this reality for a year or two, finding strength in community, at least an online community. Anyway, I am looking forward to engage. I'm also a uni prof by day, musician at other times.