Ritual, Order and the Chaos in Between: AuDHD and the Compulsion Question
Let me tell you about my bookshelf. The books are organised by height, tallest on the left, shortest on the right. They have been organised this way for as long […]
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Going Off the Rails on a Crazy Train: My AuDHD Morning Routine
Every morning, Nana Mouskouri arrives the moment I open the blinds. “Guten Morgen Sonnenschein” firing up in my brain like an alarm clock nobody asked for, and stays for however […]
AI Doesn’t Write For Me. It Finally Lets Me Be Heard.
I was called “Judas” when I was five years old. My mother called me Judas. We were leaving the house and ran into a friendly neighbour who asked where we […]