Programmer. Musician. Parent.
Trans. Autistic. Monotropic. ADHD.
https://mastodon.social/@kathryndeplume
Share your sadness too, but don’t think that you can’t talk about the good stuff when there’s bad stuff going on.
Share your triviality too. It doesn’t detract from the serious stuff.
It *all* matters. We’re all just humans doing human things. Keep doing it.
The door in which that toe has been jammed is bigger than many of us could even dare to imagine.
The door in which that toe has been jammed is bigger than many of us could even dare to imagine.
The door in which that toe has been jammed is bigger than many of us could even dare to imagine.
The door in which that toe has been jammed is bigger than many of us could even dare to imagine.
We’ve always been here and we will always be here, and if this is how you want to spend your miserable life then so be it, but know that it will never end. There's no finish line for you. No prize. No reward. Just a life of bigotry and disappointment.
We’ve always been here and we will always be here, and if this is how you want to spend your miserable life then so be it, but know that it will never end. There's no finish line for you. No prize. No reward. Just a life of bigotry and disappointment.
Nope, it's betrayal.
www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2025...
And that’s why you find random shit in random places in my ADHD riddled house 😅
And that’s why you find random shit in random places in my ADHD riddled house 😅
- Lost one of my Raspberry Pis.
- Obsessively tidied shelf while looking for it.
- Found it and tidied shelf.
AuDHD in a nutshell.
- Lost one of my Raspberry Pis.
- Obsessively tidied shelf while looking for it.
- Found it and tidied shelf.
AuDHD in a nutshell.
5yo: “Well I’m in my *points at side of head* earoplane!”
Me: “Well I’m gonna drive my *points at floor* CARpet”
5yo: “Well I’m in my tarxi..”
Me: “What? Tarxi??”
5yo: “Yeah.. it’s made of Tacos.. 😆”
5yo: “Well I’m in my *points at side of head* earoplane!”
Me: “Well I’m gonna drive my *points at floor* CARpet”
5yo: “Well I’m in my tarxi..”
Me: “What? Tarxi??”
5yo: “Yeah.. it’s made of Tacos.. 😆”