radicalautonomy @ radicalautonomy @lemmy.world

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Chip-a-top-lay!

two moose

*moosen (FTFY)

Note: Though they are solitary animals, it is generally accepted that a group of at least 10 would constitute a flock of moosen.

I am one of the queers, and I will allow it. For now. But OP should tread lightly.

My diagnosis was based on a number of tests. One such test was related to speeded processing, basically how quickly a person's brain analyzes things and makes decisions. It required me to look at a series of pages (one at a time) featuring a particular design for about six seconds or so, and to then identify on the flowing page the same design from a group of four, five, or six similar designs (there were more to choose from as the test went on). If I got one wrong, I'd have a second chance to choose the correct image. Two wrong answers in a row and the test would be over.

I was told at the beginning to not feel bad if I didn't finish the test because no one ever does. Well, I did, and very quickly. I made one mistake on one picture, but I'd had it narrowed down to two images, so I was able to quickly recover when I made that one mistake. After a while, after every correct answer, the doctor's eyes became wider and wider, until I finished and she just said, "Welp...that was THAT test!"

When I got my test results, it had me well into the 99.9th percentile. Upon informing me of this, she asked me "Does this surprise you?" to which I replied no, not really. I've always felt like I think WAY more quickly than the rest of the world. And it is both a boon and a burden. It serves me well and will continue to do so in the post-apocalyptic times to come.

But it's also caused me to queer relationships because I don't think about things before speaking sometimes, and - as an autistic person - connections with others are sometimes few and far between. So having confirmation now that my brain really does work this way helps me feel empowered enough to work on myself and that tendency to think/act/speak too quickly, because the relationships I have with people are immensely important to me.

He made a speech Sunday about wanting to define gender at a federal level to take away states' rights. I'm non-binary but still have my gender assigned at birth on my IDs. A friend of mine, though, has X as their gender marker. If they lose the ability to use that gender marker, they'll no doubt be given a hard time changing it back, making it harder to travel due to the extra scrutiny.

They want trans people out of Texas, fine. I took my non-binary ass to Portland this summer along with my Master's Degree in Math and my 17 years of teaching experience. I hope Texas enjoys every bit of its brain drain. Oh, and both my trans teens are moving here within the next couple years for college, as well. Fuck that fucking shitass state.

Or...and just a thought...maybe people know their own truths better than you ever possibly could, and when they tell you that early diagnosis and therapy would have helped them immensely, you just believe them?

Also, I got diagnoses for Generalized Anxiety Disorder with Panic Attacks as well as Major Depressive Disorder, and having those diagnoses as a teen might have helped as well, ya know?

Same with autism. It wasn't until I had my master's degree in math and teaching high school at age 39 that it ever occurred to me that I was autistic. A colleague and I had a mutual student, and he told me that he thought she might be autistic and that he was going to refer her to the school's diagnostician for testing.

So I found myself curious about the symptoms of autism, because Rain Man was my frame of reference. I researched the symptoms in the middle of a Geometry team meeting, and everything I read had my sitting up further and further in my seat, until I just blurted out "Oh my GAWD...?!" My colleagues asked what, and I said "Y'all...I think I might be autistic?" They looked at one another quizzically, like they were shocked at my personal revelation. One of them replied, "Wait...you didn't know?!" I said, "....what, you DID know?!?" She was like "Yes! We all know that about you! You seriously didn't know? 😂" HELL NO I DIDN'T KNOW!

I immediately called my mom on the phone to tell her that I thought I might be autistic. "Yyyyyeah...your dad and I always thought you might be." HOLY FUCKING SHIT MOM WTF?????? 😲😲😲WHY DIDN'T YOU EVER GET ME TESTED?!? "Well, you always made such good grades that we just didn't think it mattered that much.

I have since been diagnosed with ASD Level 1, and I think back a lot on my life lived. I marvel at how much easier my life would have been if I hadn't had to develop all of these coping mechanisms myself. I did well in school despite my autism. I earned two degrees despite my autism. I hold down teaching jobs despite my autism. The biggest problems I've had in my life, though, have been personal relationships. I can't imagine how much richer my life might be right now had I known all along how to exist as a self-aware autist in a neurotypical world.

Yes, it's safe, it's very safe, it's so safe you wouldn't believe it.

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No...it's not safe, it's very dangerous, so be careful.

The niche thing you just bought just two months ago and that no one would ever need two of in their life.

Is it live*

This is the top of the list. Nothing else comes close when you need a really good and sincere cry.

You want a tearjerking Michael Keaton movie, watch My Life. Hydrate afterwards, plenty of electrolytes, you're welcome.

I've either seen two different cars around Portland, Oregon with Christmas lights covering them, or possibly the same car twice. And I'd never seen this in my life before this past week.

With a honey in the middle, there's some leeway.

There's also the issue of Kraft being a shite company.

What in the hobofuck is he wearing good lord

I don't feel it makes sense to drink the principal sake. Am I Japanese?

Not cheese. Kraft fucking singles

Addio and farewell!