I've often joked, "I was born old." I’ve always been "an old soul." I was "mature for my age." I recall, on a number of occasions in my early twenties, when folks would learn my age, their incredulity was palpable…
Two Goals and a Coincidence
Well, here we are. Three months ago, I broke. I fell completely to pieces. It was inevitable. I was and have been on a collision course with Autistic burnout my entire life. It was quite literally bound to happen sooner or later. In May, the wheels were set irrevocably in motion, and in June, it all came crashing down…
Suicidal; or, Postponement is not Prevention
I want to lead off with a trigger and content warning. What follows is a frank discussion of suicidal ideation, depression, and both of these will be addressed with as much honesty and bluntness as I can manage. Do not read on if you are not in the right headspace to engage with such information; feel free to come back later, or not at all.
