Since my early childhood, I was nail biting. My mom always asked me, what problems I had. Because, according to her, you only nail bite when you have problems. I never had an answer to that, because I didn't feel like I had any problems.
For about a year now, I have stopped nail biting. How did I achieve that? I bought a fidget ring.
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To my autistic and ADHD fellows: Do you prefer to travel by public transport or you selfdriving a car?
Please be aware: This poll is asking for your preference, not which of the options you have access to (based on price, reliability, physical access, etc.). I also don't want to divide between being autistic and/or ADHD.
Re-toot appreciated!
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“answer”
I could ask my body
what will I do when it has fallen
and regardless of which side I try and
coax, pry, cajole, or beat an answer from –
the deaf side or the silent one,
the answer is always the same:
it already has.
sixteen percent of my brain died before I was
a year old, I fought tooth and nail to keep
my own heart. (I was finally removed from
the transplant list when I was 12)
I’ve had to re-learn how to walk twice,
I spent this past july remembering
how to talk again
after nearly dying for the nineteenth
time. I couldn’t form a coherent sentence for
a month after a seizure episode approximately
twenty five minutes long
I’ve been everything short of shot
and sometimes I wish I had been
just to get the dying over with
because “what doesn’t kill you makes you
stronger” is a goddamn myth
sometimes what doesn’t kill you makes you
wish you were dead
the deaf side of my body and the silent side
are asymmetrical, imperfect mirrors of each other
an invisible remnant of the stroke in ‘98
I can feel the right side but it doesn’t often
tell me anything anymore because where it should’ve been able to talk my mother screamed
over it and told me I was faking my pain
and my sadness, my fear, that I was just
looking for attention, and it was beaten into
listening to her instead (she had a knack for
going for the face)
it took 24 years to fully break free and by that time
my mind had shattered as well
so, what will I do now that my body has fallen?
same thing I’ve done since I was a child.
rest, get up, do the damn thing again
and try to listen for better whispers
-Allēna 10/27/2025
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The best indicator, that it is not impostor syndrome and I'm really AuDHD and enby? Current world politics.
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Looking for #ActuallyAutistic #ActuallyAuDHD advice on morning routines. I find that as long as I have another human person in the house moving around and making noises to remind me there is an external world, I tend to mostly be able to do things in the morning, if chaotically.
When my wife is away or on campus though, I find it much harder not to get sidetracked into scrolling on my phone or reading. I start work on time but dishes pile up, laundry goes unhung, showers get missed.
Finding a way to understand ourselves as different, not broken, changes Everything. There are so many of us.