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Burnt Out, Inflamed, and Fabulous: My Pandemic ...
Remember March 2020? Ah, the nostalgia: sourdough starter kits, Tiger King, and the collective illusion that we'd all emerge from lockdown speaking another language fluently with rock-hard abs. Personally, I...
Burnt Out, Inflamed, and Fabulous: My Pandemic ...
Remember March 2020? Ah, the nostalgia: sourdough starter kits, Tiger King, and the collective illusion that we'd all emerge from lockdown speaking another language fluently with rock-hard abs. Personally, I...
Blessed Be the Buffer Buddy
You know that moment in public when a stranger approaches you, and you immediately start scanning the room for emergency exits? Or the way your soul briefly leaves your body...
Blessed Be the Buffer Buddy
You know that moment in public when a stranger approaches you, and you immediately start scanning the room for emergency exits? Or the way your soul briefly leaves your body...
Driving: A High-Speed Sensory Dodgeball Game
There are two types of people in this world: Those who drive with one hand on the wheel, music blaring, casually chatting on speakerphone like they’re hosting a podcast. Me...
Driving: A High-Speed Sensory Dodgeball Game
There are two types of people in this world: Those who drive with one hand on the wheel, music blaring, casually chatting on speakerphone like they’re hosting a podcast. Me...
Autism and Hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome; ...
Apparently, autism and hypermobile spectrum disorders often occur together. I have hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome (hEDS), which basically means my collagen is the Dollarama version. My cousin used to call me...
Autism and Hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome; ...
Apparently, autism and hypermobile spectrum disorders often occur together. I have hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome (hEDS), which basically means my collagen is the Dollarama version. My cousin used to call me...
Dear Friends: It Wasn’t Personal, It Was Autism
To all the friends I’ve bailed on, left on read, replied to three weeks (or three years) later, startled with my blunt honesty, or made deeply uncomfortable with my wildly inappropriate...
Dear Friends: It Wasn’t Personal, It Was Autism
To all the friends I’ve bailed on, left on read, replied to three weeks (or three years) later, startled with my blunt honesty, or made deeply uncomfortable with my wildly inappropriate...
Let Me Tell You About my Hyperfixations. Pleas...
Back in the day, I could turn any conversation—no matter how innocent—into a TED Talk about my special interests. You’d say, “Nice weather today,” and suddenly you were 45 minutes...
Let Me Tell You About my Hyperfixations. Pleas...
Back in the day, I could turn any conversation—no matter how innocent—into a TED Talk about my special interests. You’d say, “Nice weather today,” and suddenly you were 45 minutes...