@ashleyspencer @actuallyautistic are you telling me playing with zippers is not something everyone enjoys?
@homelessjun @Mystile @Kerendith @actuallyautistic yeah I feel ya and I shouldn't be so flippant about it. I spend a ridiculous amount of my time fearing the next meltdown and attempting in vain to avoid it. They come with the territory. I want to feel ok to be me though. Meltdowns should be like a REALLY bad sneeze. It happens and everyone should just move on and I feel loads better. I think it's the baggage that scares me most. Urgh.
If I speak about Belgian waffles, then waffles from Brussels will start a fight with the waffles of Liege to decide which one is tastier.
Brussels sprouts will sue me because I do not want to talk about them to avoid bad memories to resurface from people.
Belgian beers are too many and I will forget some and be accused of discrimination. Beers are susceptible.
Will have to speak about cultural appropriation as French fries come from Belgium.
Too risky ! Way too risky !
Seen on a meme of a Twitter post by user @jimmisimpson
:
"Once, there was a despotic rich boy who saw how peasants loved the darling carousel in the park. So he bought it & had it moved to his front yard hoping they would love him too. When they didn't, he started punishing them by bashing the mahogany horses each day with his hammer.
He cried 'pay me or I'll destroy your precious thing!' But his threats didn't work cuz the carousel was no longer precious to the town. It was wrecked & unsafe. The town moved on, but the shattered carousel remains on his property. If you visit you can still hear the boy crying."
@actuallyautistic
As I continue my quest to understand and drop so much of the masking I have been doing for so long, I have come to understand something I've been kind of aware of for awhile. That whilst I have never cared about what strangers might think of me, in fact I've always considered this to be somewhat of a strength, I've also always been hyper-aware of how I might be being perceived. This, I now realise, is not the contradiction it seems. My not really caring is just my way of seeing the world. That how others see me is just their view. That it doesn't necessarily reflect me and that unless it's coming from someone I care about or respect, it's unlikely to affect me. If somebody doesn't like the colour of my hair, or the clothes I'm wearing, for example, well that's just their choice and nothing to do with me.
Constantly thinking about and trying to be aware of how others might be perceiving me though, was I now realise always about keeping myself safe. Not in the particulars but the overall. Is my mask (as I now know it to be) slipping, am I being too me, standing out, being too different. Because none of that had ever gone well for me. To give even a simply example, I literally can't even begin to count how many times complete strangers have called me rude to my face, simply because of my tendency not to speak much. And these sort attacks against my fundamental autistic self were always the ones that hurt. Because before I realised I was autistic I had no defence against them. No way of explaining, even to myself, why simply being me should offend them so and also why that shouldn't matter to me. Not on the personal level, any more than any other comment, but only on the "god, what an ableist git" level. But you can't get to that level unless you know it exists and you can't know it exists until you know why you're different. And that took me over 53 years, which is why I'm only just realising this stuff now.
Hi all ! Just realized that I never did an introduction.
I am a happily married man from Belgium and proud father of 2 girls.
Dog walker for almost a year !
I love music, to listen, to play and to compose, mainly electronic music
See https://www.michaelmathy.be
Otherwise I work on IT in different roles based on the project.
@theautisticcoach @caocancio @actuallyautistics @actuallyautistic The #ActuallyAutistic urge to note you actually asked if others use them, not if theyโre helpful ๐
@ScottSoCal @tilton look just stay calm and keep your back to a solid wall until the lensflares pick up and you can find your way out
The speech by Frederick Douglass for the Ladies' Anti-Slavery Society of Rochester, NY on July 5th, 1852. He was asked to speak on July 4th, but he chose July 5th instead, to commemorate the abolishment of slavery in New York on July 5th, 1827
At the beginning of the wedding, the newlyweds are blessed with Korovay, and at the end, the godparents distribute the loaf among the guests, as if sharing the happiness of the young family with everyone present.
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โViola Ford Fletcher, oldest living Tulsa Race Massacre victim, publishes memoirโ https://apnews.com/article/viola-fletcher-book-memoir-tulsa-race-massacre-0042fdce69750104e9dd6aef69f63de0
Hello cutie.city! I'll do a proper intro later, but just a few things abt me:
* 30ish year old
* cis woman in tech
* undiagnosed neurospicy
* dog mam
* I enjoy many many things, but here are a few tags:
๐ฎโ #CozyGames #WholesomeGames #StardewValley #Minecraft #GardenGalaxyโ #SmallWeb #WebDev #SustainableWeb #WebAccessibility #a11y ๐โ#ColdWaterTherapy ๐โ#FantasyFiction #PbPRPG #SoloRPG ๐ฑโ#Allotment #Gardening ๐งตโ #Handmade #Crafts ๐จโ #CuteArt
War #photo
A mother is burying her 14-year-old twin daughters, Anna and Yuliia, who were killed in russiaโs recent terrorist attack on #Kramatorsk, the #Donetsk region.
By Jan Grarup
Source๐ https://war.ukraine.ua/photos/?photo=45838
#Ukraine ๐บ๐ฆ #SlavaUkraine #RussiaIsATerroristState
#ะกะปะฐะฒะฐะฃะบัะฐัะฝั! #StandWithUkraine #photography
So... me. Work in aerospace, more space, not as much aero. Can fix my own car, choose not to. Can fix the random appliance of your choice. Hardcore introvert in person, which is why I love online. Lifelong science fiction fan. Read constantly. Scalzi is my favorite author, because he mixes exactly the right amount of snark into his writing. Together with a guy 30+ years, married since it was legal. Own a home in CA and don't plan to leave unless I immigrate to another country.