Sparrow 🐦 @Sparrow@awoo.space

Does anyone else find social situations stressful/difficult to navigate BECAUSE of over-stimulation? I often find there's so much going on in these situations and it's hard to prioritize what to attend to.

My MotoG3 capitalized "Android" because of course it did

I keep going back to weed hoping it'll help, because so many other ppl find relaxation with it.

But I just have panic attacks almost every time I use it.

A clinical summary of symptoms while high:
- Increased depersonalization
- Increased dissociation
- Rumination, esp. wrt metacognition
- Body sensations (client reports "twinkling body")
- Increased social anxiety
- Persistent feelings of "fakeness, wrongness, feeling like an Android, a fraud"

I wish I could just babble at a mirror like a Sim to improve my charisma stats

I'm sleeeeepyyyyyy

I'm sleeeeepyyyyyy.

Working 50 hours/week from 20 has been quite the transition

Their flirting gives me life.

("Cry of Mann" characters, no serious spoilers)

Around the corner from my job there's a cat Cafe called "Rawr Coffee Bar". It shares a space with a cat adoption clinic.

Folks this is dangerous, red alert.

Day 3 of training and DAMN am I glad I'm working for this particular company.

They really care about the intersections of ABA and human rights. They actually listen to autistic ppl about their experiences. They emphasize consent and teaching useful skills, rather than forcing normative behavior.

I'm learning a lot, about my profession but also generally understanding autism and having empathy. I think this job will help me be a better friend and communicator.

For those who need a visual.

Yes, I do pretend to be Agent Fox Mulder when I go for jogs, thanks for asking.

Just realized Moby's legal middle name is Melville, and OH.

I don't think there's anything inherently wrong with dressing the way I do, I just fear that I might be appropriating the feeling that goes along with it.

My main concern is that this feeling of being a "boy in a dress" isn't mine to feel. At least, not until I undergo some kind of medical transition and live the experience of being read as a man in punky women's clothing.

So, I really like wearing dresses with combat boots. I don't dress like this very often, at most once or twice a month, but I do enjoy it when I do. I feel playful, punky, and rebellious. And more than that, I feel like a boy wearing a dress.

But the problem is, I haven't undergone any medical transition, so to the outside world I just look like a plain/frumpy woman in a silly dress. And I fear the feelings about being "playful with gender" are lost on everyone else.