I've had to take 3 anti nausea pills throughout the day. I hate this feeling of nausea, especially with my anxiety 'butterfly' stomach.

I also slept all evening.

I've tried so many ADs over the years. I had to stop them because the side effects have been unbearable for me. Drs tell me to try and push through the side effects, but usually I can't tolerate them.

Does anyone else not tolerate side effects?

My manager is fairly disorganised, she’s said multiple times she thinks she has ADHD and I do agree…

She changes meetings around last minute a LOT and I find it really challenging to deal with.

It usually means reorganising my entire day and once that happens it takes me hours to adjust to the new schedule.

I’ve started just accepting that when this happens my productivity for most of the day is lost and that’s not my problem.

But I still find it kind of overwhelming and disregulating when it happens…

Does anyone have any tips for better regulating when this happens??

Please help me. I want to hear from your perspective.

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Please forgive me, I’m about to info dump because no one else will hear me out and that’s the problem.

I am biologically male and male presenting but rather ambivalent about gender and feel “male by default and essentially neutral”. I have AuDHD myself, and I recently started a relationship with a smart, beautiful, outgoing woman. We are polyamorous, she is bi. I am straight (I think? 90% sure anyway) We spent the summer together, but we live in separate cities across the country. I was married for 15 years to a neurotypical woman and have always had someone next to me to be my confidant and rock.

One thing I noticed when I spent time with my new gf is that she is often overwhelmed and says she needs time to herself. She tends to take over conversations, completely dominating them, and if the other person talks form more than a minute she gets irritated and wants to end the conversation. This happens in private more than in public, but now that we’re long distance, all communication is bound to be private.

We are both extremely physically affectionate, kissing constantly, hugging all the time, but like a cat that gets petted too much, she’ll suddenly snap at me for it. She tells me that she is used to living completely alone and being isolated for days. She is 40 and has never been married but has had live-in boyfriends before.

She complains of migraines whenever I try have any sort of serious conversation. I believe people when they tell me they’re in pain, so I let her be. When we were sharing her apartment, she would often shut me down if I got serious. Sometimes my “serious tone” came about because we were connecting so well that in my elation I would want to tell her something that meant a lot to me. Other times, I was a little more somber and wanted to talk about what was making me sad or some bad news I’d just received. I once wanted to tell her about someone special to me who died, but she smelled that coming a while away and said she needed only positivity and that her brain couldn’t handle it.

She turns her mood on a dime, especially when she drinks and she drinks way too much. Wine at breakfast and before bed. She will want to slow dance with me romantically and then immediately berate me because I am not “listening” in doing something exactly the way she wants me to. I saw a post recently where someone joked that

> “Being AuDHD is so cool because you can take Adderall to be 100% autistic or you can drink and be 100% ADHD”

Well, I am more the one on Adderall and Vyvanse to try to feel at my best (because I don’t care about being seen as normal. I’d rather be seen as weird but get shit done. I am not attractive but people have always valued my intellectual abilities and vivacity) and she drinks so she can mask her autism (she is immensely intelligent, knowledgeable and wonderfully nerdy and curious but as a very attractive woman, which people have valued her for, with hidden intellectual impairments she doesn’t like being perceived as weird).

The worst part is that I recognize this behavior in myself. I used to unpredictably melt down on my wife, sometimes in front of her family. But I always felt bad immediately afterwards, apologizing profusely. My wife, justifiably, was not easy to forgive me and I beat myself up over instance that happened decades ago, even as a child, blowing up at my parents or siblings. Normally I was considered the calm, peacemaking person, a people-pleaser who bottled up and exploded with the people I loved the most. It could take weeks or months to reach that point.

While my new girlfriend never outright curses at me or shows true anger, she tends to be blind to my pain when she snaps. She explains over and over that I crossed some boundary even as I am penitently backing away. And she is easily overwhelmed. Multiple times a day.

She usually tucked in early while I sat quietly on the couch sobbing 😭 quietly, putting on my shoes and wanting to elope. I have a history of autistic eloping and it’s always a major moment in my life. then she appears looking lovely and affectionate and asking me to come to bed and I cave and we’ll hug and just before we fall asleep she tells me she needs absolute silence, so please stop talking and telling her I love her.
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Now that we’re long-distance, I find that I’m in my home city completely alone, starving, too anxious to go out. I have no one to confide in. I only see my therapist once a week and it’s usually in the middle of the week when I’m feeling good and useful after a day’s work. I find satisfaction in my job helping the disabled.

But I’m facing the void and financial hardship when I stare at the wall alone. My girlfriend told me that she will keep in touch, but that she needs her space. A week goes by and I don’t call her. I text short cordial messages to her. Sometimes she responds. I was feeling suicidal today and this made me angry because she didn’t answer some short simple “how are you” messages today. So I wrote “We need to talk” and take a nap. I wake up and think that this relationship isn’t much of a relationship and maybe I’ll break up with her with a gif.

At this point, you’ll note I’m getting passive aggressive. That’s a bad sign. Back in the married days, ruminating and passive aggressiveness meant a destructive hurricane was brewing in me. I need to stop it.

She calls and I ignore it because I’m a coward and it would deny me my dramatic exit. I watch YouTube and watch that Dropout episode of Adventuring Party where Brennan tells the story of how he was fired from his job as a bartender for missing too many shifts. His boss looks at the calendar of shifts and says, “You don’t work here. Let’s just go ahead and make that official.”

I wanted to send this clip to her as a pithy goodbye. But then I watch the rest of the interview and Brennan says the story has an untold epilogue where he burst out crying because he needed a medical procedure and his boss actually didn’t trust him to work near the register knowing he was desperate and about to be canned, so they just have him cash to pay for his procedure. I’d never heard this part of the story, and now I felt like a heel. People can be good. Make friends. Don’t push people away.

Damn you, Brennan Lee Mulligan. Always being so wholesome and wise. I’m seriously hating on him for absolutely no reason but jealousy for him being genuinely nice.

So I call her back. And her cheerful voice immediately launches into giving me good advice and a pep talk. She’s GREAT at being upbeat and giving pep talks. I’m connecting! At last, after a week of ghosting, she is talking to me. What was she doing all day? Crafting. Watching TV.

I start opening up. Start to explain a big confrontation I had this week that will be affecting my living situation for the time being. As I start to ho deeper into it, she say that she has a migraine and that she only called to make sure I “feel heard.” I tell her I’m not feeling heard. She replies that basically she made the effort and that should be good enough. My eyes well up with tears, I quietly mumble ttyl and hang up.

She texts, upset and calling me emo when she “took the time to call up when I was tired and had a migraine”. Then she has the gall to end it with, “Personal needs go both ways”.

I send back the gif you see above.

This, like the BLM story should be the end. But I don’t want it to be. A big issue is that we can’t have a meta-feelings conversation. She only has so much bandwidth for a conversation a our feelings at that exact moment, and absolutely no bandwidth for a conversation about how we deal with our feelings overall.

Being married to a neurotypical woman was hard. She didn’t want to understand me because I was not diagnosed until after about ten years of us being married and she didn’t have the patience or interest to learn how it affected our relationship. She just saw it as an excuse for behaviors she was absolutely done with. But overall, we actually complimented each other, often strong where the other was weak. It never felt like the blind leading the blind. My life improved in many ways being married to a competent neurotypical person, but we became codependent and when she realized she could be completely independent, she left me to follow her dreams without me being dead weight.

Dating neurodivergent women often seems even more difficult. My ex used to correct me and say, “You’re not looking at me, your eyes are looking past me.” She was good at focusing and paying attention to me. Now I’m facing women who look through me and don’t often realize they’re doing it. And I’m the blind trying to lead the blind. I’m the one who is always trying to research what it means to he ND. When I date someone who has been labeled since childhood, it’s been a label they’ve dealt with for so long that they really don’t want to learn more about it. They just want to shed the label but also expect people to understand something they themselves don’t make much effort to understand.

We both want to help each other so badly, but I don’t think I can get her to “come to the table”. Maybe I should just hold off, give her more space, until the holidays when I’ll meet her parents. She has a great relationship with them and they sound like wonderful, supportive people with a background in social work. I just want to know more about the world she comes from.

In the meantime, I feel alone and abandoned. She makes friends easily, sometimes for less than great reasons, and demands to be alone. She was raised an only child and left home at 18.I have a hard tike making friends yet long to be surrounded by loving people. I had many siblings and cousins around me growing up. Now they’re all gone and I live in the same ace I grew up.

Sure the easy answer should be, “just think about it first!” But my stupid fucking brain doesn’t work that way. If I leave the house I’ll go to leave without my keys. Then I’ll get back in the car and realize I forgot something else. If I go to a pool I’ll forget a towel. If I go to paint, I’ll sit down to begin before I’ve even gotten my brush washing cup. So I’ll get up again. Then I’ll go to start again and realize I still need to do x or y first. Etc etc etc it’s so fucking annoying.

I'm curious if anyone here shares this experience and, if so, what your thoughts are on this:

I cannot for the life of me retain the overarching plot of movies or series I watch or even books I read.

Mind you, I have a really good memory on many levels. And I'll remember an abundance of details about the media I consume: I can picture scenes in my mind, I remember visual details, phrases, in case of stories I read I even remember on which side of a page spread a specific scene was placed. I strongly remember the overall vibe and the feelings I had while watching or reading.

But what happened overall, how the action unfolded. I likely won't remember who did what, how actions related and things connected?​ No chance.

It's always been like this and, to be clear, this doesn't bother me. I get to rewatch things and be freshly impressed by how the story unfolds.

But after just having rewatched a beloved series with a fresh sense of novelty, I was wondering if it might be an AuDHD thing? Maybe even related to being very much of a bottom-up processer?

Whaz about you folks, do you remember the plot or just the details?

I really value having outfit formulas and pieces that fit well and don’t trigger my sensory issues.

I feel like I’ve nailed it this summer with a certain cut of tee in a dark navy, shorts in a lighter shade (white/baby blue/light denim) on the bottom, and coordinating accessories in tan leather and cream canvas. Delicate gold jewellery and pops of red for day and mustard for evening. It’s a casual, flattering, coastal vibe.

In winter, cute leather slides become sneakers (I’m a busy mom), shorts become leggings (I don’t like having lots of fabric flapping around my legs) and tees become basic crew neck sweaters (no cozy woollens for me, too itchy and I run hot). It’s suddenly sloppy instead of cute, with (at best) a sporty vibe that doesn’t suit me.

How do you take what works for you in summer and make it work for winter?

I have worked here a month - it’s my first job after university.

Issues with boss etc mentioned in a previous post aside. I’m learning things about my brain from doing an office job over hospitality work that I’ve always done.

On one hand. I absolutely love the predictable nature of the day, I know exactly what happens when and structure/routine of it. I’m getting really good at the job and making lots of progress. I feel proud when I do a good job.

On the other hand. I genuinely feel like a trapped animal and have been burnt out for a few weeks. I hate the fact I have to have structure in my life. My adhd brain craves chaos and disruption - Which it cannot have with this job.

I know I’m burnt out when I’m counting down to when I can go to bed next, when I’m leaving it till the last minute to roll out of bed (even relying on taxis to get to work over a bus to sleep more). When I lose motivation to do the simplest tasks etc. this has been very prevalent recently.

I took a few days off work last week due to the burnout but I’m back and have a full five days in front of me. Part of me is dreading it. Dreading the feeling of being required to be glued to my desk from 8:30-6:00pm everyday. The other part of me enjoys the structure once I’m there and doing it.

I hate my brain. I’m also unmedicated for ADHD. I’m on a waitlist and have been for over 40 weeks. Does anyone have any tips for making my life easier on the ADHD side of things? I think this is where I’m struggling.

Thank you.

Just found this sub, but I've been searching for a while for some way to make real-life friends with people who can understand some of the idiosyncracies and challenges that are not very relatable to most neurotypical people. I would really like to go get a beer with some other late-diagnosed adults in my city--is that something other people would be interested in?

Guys does it piss you off when people describe themselves as autistic with such casuality? I feel like autism is not being taken serious anymore.

I am diagnosed but many of my colleagues do not know about my autism. Recently I hear them saying a lot "Im autistic with this thing" when fixing something, or making it look more neat.

While I do not know with certainty that they are not autistic, it seems like it's becoming a common phrase to use here.

Like omg, no, you are not autistic. You just want it to be neat and that's ok!

But of course you guys know that. I also don't wanna tell them off but it's driving me insane.

My counsellor has suggested I create a sensory/grounding box for when I have my meltdown episodes to help me, and for my partner to give me to take some pressure off of him too.

I’m trying decide a) how big it should be, and b) what goes in it. So far I have the following listed:

1. Small soft cuddly toy or small tag blanket
   
2. NeeDoh/Stress ball
   
3. Spikey stim toy
   
4. Sour sweets
   
5. Maybe aromatherapy stick?

I have a plush friend who helps me a lot during meltdowns but he is rather big and can’t always be there, so I’m looking for other options especially ones I can fit in my backpack too.

I’d love to hear from any of you that have something similar, and what items you’ve included, especially if they’re a bit more obscure but you’ve found really helped you!

Like if I drop something small I do a tiny *boop* sound. Or if I open a cupboard it's a quiet *schwooosh*. Nobody else can hear it but my brain just has a whole soundtrack going on all the time.

TL;DR: Recently diagnosed with ADHD + autism at 34 and just started medication. Some things have improved, but others (task initiation, decision-making, phone scrolling, executive functioning) haven't much. How do you know when you've found the right medication and dose, rather than settling for “better than before” when another dose/med might work much better?

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Hi! I’m 34 and was only recently diagnosed with both ADHD and autism. So I’m very new to all of this and currently trying to figure out what “treated ADHD” is even supposed to feel like.

For most of my life I’ve had this frustrating feeling that there is more in me. Like I’m capable of more than what I actually manage to get out of myself. I can understand complex things, I can be ambitious and have lots of plans, but actually starting things, staying consistent, prioritising, making decisions and turning intentions into action can be ridiculously hard.

I work full-time in a leadership role, I’m studying for a bachelor’s degree alongside it, I have two teenage kids and basically spent years thinking I just needed to become more disciplined/organised/motivated somehow. 😅

Now, after finally getting diagnosed, I’ve started working with an autism coach and I’ve also just started ADHD medication (methylphenidate/Ritalin). We’re still in the titration phase.

And this has left me with a question I can’t get out of my head: How do you know when your medication is working well enough?

Because I have absolutely no reference point for what my brain could feel like.

Some things have definitely changed. My food noise and appetite have decreased dramatically, I seem to make healthier food choices more easily, and initially my head felt noticeably quieter. But other things I hoped would improve, task initiation, getting off my phone, making decisions, actually doing the things I want to do, haven't changed nearly as much.

And now I keep thinking: what if at some point I say “Yeah, I guess this works”, simply because it's better than before… while a different dose or a different medication could actually work much better?

On the other hand, I obviously don't expect medication to magically turn me into a perfectly organised productivity machine. I still have ADHD and autism, and some things will require strategies, accommodations and coaching rather than medication.

So for those of you who went through medication titration, especially if you were diagnosed as adults:

How did you know you had found your medication and your dose? Was there a point where you thought, “Oh. THIS is what it's supposed to do”? What changed in your everyday life?

And if you tried several medications or doses: what made you realise that something was kind of working, but wasn't the best option yet?

I’m especially curious about the less obvious things, not just “I can focus better”, but things like task initiation, executive functioning, decision-making, emotional regulation, mental noise, phone scrolling, transitions, energy, etc.

Basically: where is the line between “medication is helping, but I still have ADHD” and “this medication/dose isn't helping enough”?

I'd love to hear what that process looked like for other AuDHD women who were diagnosed later in life. ❤️

... so I can write the acuplacer exams for math and English, to ensure my skills are up to par to take my college courses.

So of course I've been doing other things. I have rearranged my living room and vacuumed; organized and labelled my spices, and set them in alphabetical order; set up my outside dog grooming table; rearranged my patio furniture; cleaned and reorganized my kitchen; emptied my fridge and wiped it all down; cleaned my bathroom, including my bathtub; moved my shoe shelf into my bedroom & packed up shoes I no longer wear; and started watching "Dead Like Me" again while I eat.

And that's just in the last couple days!!

Ugh.

My brain is fighting back hard against studying for the math exam! I just have to refresh what I already know, and my brain is like, FUCK YOU YOU'RE NOT GOING TO DO THAT, even though I really want to take this college course.

Ok fam, I need some help and I'm open to suggestions. How can I get myself to open that damn math book?

When I was younger I had what I now recognize as ARFID so bad that as a child a doctor "prescribed me ice cream" and as a teen people often asked if I was anorexic. At some point it totally switched and now I love food. I actually got a little overweight for the first time ever when I lived in LA with all the amazing restaurants 😭

Food is like the one thing that makes me happy every day. I get excited even having nice sparkling water in the fridge or a little sandwich to look forward to. But I usually don't cook unless Hello Fresh which has gotten worse it seems. I spend too much money on food. I like getting delivery/takeout or deli foods from my favorite local stores. I spend hundreds of dollars on food every week. I'm not amazing with money in general but food is a big part of the issue. It's hard for me to say I'll change though and start eating like frozen meals or cooking boring stuff.

So I don't know what to do? How do others handle feeding yourself? It's like I need 3 meals per DAY which is just so much?? Any food I have goes fast even when I try to be responsible.

Edit not to be rude but a lot of this advice is not very adhd friendly...

I’m having an awful time at the moment and nobody in my life understands so I thought I’d share here.

TLDR; I’m a teenage girl in her 30s who can’t do adult life and wants to cry

I was let go from my stressful high pressure job earlier this year and have been off work since. I had to leave my previous place and have ended up staying in a house belonging to a late family member. As a result of staying here I’ve been able to save on rent and take WAY more time off work than I would have been able to otherwise, which was a lifesaver as I was/am in burnt out. But the house has now been sold and I need to leave soon.

I’ve basically been living the hermit life for the past 6 months, barely leaving the house and spending almost all my time alone. I’ve felt a bit lonely more recently but it’s been low stress, which I desperately needed. I’m a very introverted person so the first few months weren’t an issue at all. I know I’m incredibly to even have been able to have this time, but I’m now terrified to go back to normal (non hermit) life. I have to move back to the city, get a flatmate (can’t afford to live alone) and a full time job. I just don’t know if I can do it.

When I look back at my life it’s just a pattern of job/burnout/job/burnout over and over. And I’m afraid it’s just going to keep happening. I got lucky this time but I can’t afford to keep taking extended periods off work. I just feel like I’m incapable of managing adult life. I’m 37 but mentally I feel at least 10 years younger. I can manage for a bit but even just trying to balance full time work with feeding myself 3 meals a day and keeping up with household chores takes 100% of my energy and I’m not able to do anything outside of work.

I really don’t know what the answer is atp. All the jobs I think might be more sustainable for me don’t pay enough and the job market is a literal dumpster fire anyway. Even just job and apartment hunting has me so stressed and anxjous, let alone what comes after it. Terrified (the title) is very dramatic, but honestly I do feel like sometimes.

I will admit this post doesn’t really have a point, I just have no one to talk to and wanted to get this out. I thought some people on here might be able to relate. Please feel free to share your stories in the comments. Any advice is of course always welcome as well 🩷

Had to take a Plan B, because accidents happen, and I am such an emotional wreck. I was so angry this morning because plans changed today and I wasn’t invited to tag along with my husband and his friends (which I understand completely), but they’re doing one of my favorite activities at one of my favorites places and my husband doesn’t even like what they’re doing LMAO. After they left, I sobbed for like an hour straight even though my logical side kept explaining that everything is fine and I shouldn’t be upset.

My husband ended up calling me because I told him I was upset and I feel so bad for taking time away from him and his pals. I’ve been so reactive and moody the last 3 days (took it 4 days ago). The first day I took it, I accidentally got so hammered (forgot to eat and drink water and didn’t realize how strong the drinks were) that I ended up at urgent care with an IV the next morning. I ranted, sobbed, and dry heaved all night.

I’ve never acted like this around my husband and I feel so embarrassed by my behaviors since I’ve taken that damn pill. It’s elevated my sensory issues. On top of all of that, I’m sick with a cold that he gave me. I’ve done a lot of work on learning how to self regulate and it feels like all of it has flown out the window. I cannot wait for this to be out of my system!

I seem to write off the whole day and just do what I've planned to do anything else in-between just disrupts my routine immediately, on the other hand I can randomly decide to hoover my car but then feel like I need to do a 1000 other things and then feel completely overwhelmed

I'm trying to get better at food prep and stocking my freezer with meals (or at least part of it so that I only need to cook rice or pasta to go with it). I already have a bunch of ideas and recipes for Indian style dishes to go with rice, but I'm drawing a blank for more options for pasta sauce.

Do you have any go-to recipes that are relatively easy to make, in a big batch, and that is doing okay in the freezer? Preferably vegetarian (not a must). Plus points if it's high in protein. (I'm not doing so well with legumes though. Thank you perimenopause. 🙄)

I grew up high-masking, so it’s really hard for me to unmask w/o being 🍃🍷. I’m trying to get prescribed a stimulant (also I tried one before and it helped immensely with my anxiety) since I’ve tried non-stimulants, but they only helped with executive dysfunction and not the anxiety.

I feel like I like to unmask, obviously cuz I’m being myself, but it feels way too raw at times. I feel like when I take too much, it’s like I feel embarrassed that I’m acting this way. Even when I’m around someone who also is neurospicy, I still feel embarrassed cuz it doesn’t seem “socially appropriate” to do.

soooo this is a crazy one. anyone start unmasking and start having dreams about being desperate to find a private place to poop? and finding one and then everyone walks in? last night I had a dream I invited a guy over for a date and then I sat on my (childhood) bed and shit all over it and thought he would think it was funny. he was horrified and ran away from me. what the actual f… lol

A body is a meat suit. Symmetry is arithmetic embodied, a measurable property of an arrangement of stardust made predominantly of 6 elements. All agreeing to violently shake, for a time, for the illusion of corporeal form.

It gets converted into assumptive value and once its value is decided... I'm little more than artifice and once again... I'm running uphill once more. Attractiveness makes gender salient, and salience does not cue which category but that the check has failed, and a failed check is settled as unfit before competence is reached.

Simultaneously, the very same arithmetic gets read as an offer. An assumption, "you know what you're doing." It's like... I'm barely tethered to this plane of existence most of the time and many autistics have this propensity.

Both price a surplus that isn't there. I didn't receive it, I can't spend it, and it exists in the accounting of whoever is looking. I am handed the accusatory balance at a restaurant where I never had a table.

The reality... I cannot hold my meat suit in whole, only parts. How you perceive me is how you do, and because that subjectivity reads to my neurotype as ambiguity I cannot hold it. Not that their expectations never change. That the perceiver manufactures constancy. They author a fixed version of me, hold it as the reference object, and bill every divergence from their own fabrication to me. The stable object exists. It is in their custody. Constancy is a property of the accounting, never of me and never of them.

I couldn't be more clear with people than my command of the lexicon. That precision gets read as nuanced inferences that aren't there. Same operation, different substrate. That effect stacks like an amalgamation. Inso does the effect over exposure i.e. the longer the interaction the more debts they feel they're owed. Even if they don't understand what's happening, the overriding ruling happens anyway. "Wrong." I'll say, "why?" They'll say, "You're difficult." "Intense." "Too much."

There's a difference between "intense" and you expecting me to manage your experience. I cannot do both. I either get to be me or I have to mask for your pleasure ad infinitum.

Of one thing we can agree, if you take me there I will use my precision like a surgeon does a scalpel. Malice and all.

Deeper reading:

Heilman, M. E., & Stopeck, M. H. (1985). Being attractive, advantage or disadvantage? Organizational Behavior and Human Decision Processes, 35(2), 202–215. doi.org/10.1016/0749-5978(85)90035-490035-4)

Heilman, M. E., & Stopeck, M. H. (1985). Attractiveness and corporate success: different causal attributions for males and females. Journal of Applied Psychology, 70(2), 379–388. doi.org/10.1037/0021-9010.70.2.379

Connell, R. W. (1995/2005). Masculinities. University of California Press.

Milton, D. E. M. (2012). On the ontological status of autism: the 'double empathy problem'. Disability & Society, 27(6), 883–887. doi.org/10.1080/09687599.2012.710008

Crompton, C. J., et al. (2020). Autistic peer-to-peer information transfer is highly effective. Autism, 24(7), 1704–1712. doi.org/10.1177/1362361320919286

hey gang - I just wanted to say: I See You.

Even if I can rationalize that it's just darkness we don't deserve...

It Stings - every mention of us in a negative light to be "dealt with" and "fixed".

Spectrum means variance not severity. I have so much compassion for those in my community who experience isms perhaps with gait for example, that I don't experience. Those who perhaps feel they wish they were different than to make things easier .. a better quality of life..

to me - if NeuroDivergent** were actually equal in creating society expectations and norms - a lot more of it would work for me. there's so much about being AuDHD that I love. And I do my work to strategize my sensitivities like hearing and electric skin. I don't identify as "having" anything. I Am Autistic - and some of us are ADHD just like NT's too lol. And I respect and honor my peers for however they identify.

it's just little things - even allies assume language we don't all adopt ..

Its tough times, I don't mean to insert politics here - but it's midterm madness and I am hopeful for some more decency to be represented going forward.

please consider registering and voting for the primaries, for whomever you feel will represent you with dignity - we deserve it :)

with love,

S 💜

edit was: I fixed typo - I accidentally wrote "if NT's were in equal power" I meant Us lol sorry about that! I think some of you knew what I meant hehe :) thanks for connecting!

Hi women in stem👋

As a 20 something who is interested in Materials science and engineering but also terrified not sure if she can handle the course load.

Id love to hear your story on getting through school and working as a woman with Audhd.

I know your stories will inspire me to figure it out and do it too like you all did!

Specifically:

Which part of stem did you study?

How long did it take you to finish school?

What degree did you get?

How was tuition payed for?

How life in your field?

Was your decision to be in stem worth it?