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 […]
Trauma
AuDHD and Time Part 2: Parallel Universes, Disappearing Acts and the Camera in My Head
Let me paint you a picture. I am sitting in a meeting. Someone is talking. To all external appearances, I am present – eye contact, appropriate nodding, the occasional […]