If you're respectful to others, you're good.
Generally, I'm really careful about forming an opinion about people without knowing more about them. Each person deserves to be judged by their individual character and actions, not by the group they belong to.
who doesn’t want to be 100% a man or 100% a woman.
I'd go further and avoid any kind of "want to be" wording in explanations to people who can be really doubtful. Gender is who you are, not who you want to be. If you tell them "I want to be ", they might form some kind of "attack helicopter" opinion/joke. but if you tell them "I'm on the inside" or "despite my body, I'm actually ", that leaves a lot less room for wrong interpretations.
"Someone who's gender identity neither aligns completely with man or woman" would be my rewording, in this case.
reminds me of my test runs with elvanse (no idea how exactly that is related to vyvanse, other than the name and symptom similarity).
it was suggested that I might have more success with it than with ritalin. so far I've taken 3 of these pills. one day on the first, two days on my second attempt.
on both attempts, I've lost my appetite completely. not only that, I've noticed a mild disgust against anything edible. I'm already an incredible picky eater per default, my reaction against food that doesn't taste good is already really strong, which basically leaves me with only a handfull of meals I can eat without strong discomfort. but on that medication, I just could not get myself (nor felt any need) to eat anything. it was actually rather scary.
mathematics is a human language/system.
nature just follows the laws and quirks this universe has. the plants, animals and subatomic particles will keep doing the same, regardless if we have a tool or theory that can describe what they're doing.
sure, there are patterns everywhere in nature, but i would not go as far as to say that that makes mathematics a language of nature.
even worse
make an onlyfans account and try again. zonai dispensers won't be legally allowed to give you anything else... :P
yeah, I've seen the argument. people cry out because testosterone is (deservedly) considered essential for ftm trans people, while in most sports, it would be considered doping for cis people.
while I can see why people feel like it's unfair treatment, they usually have no idea about the trans experience. excluding trans people from the opportunity to have a sports carreer would in any case be a lot more unfair than some selectively allowed hormones for athletes.
German here. We have rather shitty weather in autumn, winter and parts of spring. I for one welcome the warmth and most heat waves. 25°C and up is when I start to function and... live. I prefer heat so much over cold.
I loathe the first day of autumn and the realization that it's gonna take more than a half year until we get some non-depressing weather again. I really hope that point is going to be late this year.
no need to feel like an impostor. you could be homoromantic asexual. or if you're also on the aro spectrum, oriented aroace (where tertiary attractions are relevant enough to be considered part of their orientation) could apply.
even if you're not on the end of the ace spectrum, like gray or demisexual, you still belong in this community. and if you ever turn out to be not aspec anymore in the future, i'm sure you'd still be welcome here.
you are what you are, and that's valid. you don't need to prove your place here.
and feeling lonely/sad because you don't have anyone is no reason to be excluded, either. some aces (and aros) have no problem being alone. some crave a relationship of some kind. some are actively avoiding it, because "ew, relationships".
the ace spectrum is just as diverse as humanity itself, we just have the little difference of not (or conditionally, or rarely) experiencing sexual attraction. that says NOTHING about our opinions or how we interface with the (lack of) feelings
Important note: everyone's ADHD is individual, my struggles are not necessarily going to be your struggles, keep that in mind.
I had my first real job experience starting last October (it was a full-time internship for university, which was supposed to be 95 full-time work days within 6 months). The conditions were ideal: friendly and respectful coworkers, a beautiful, park-like property with a pond and walkways, I could come in whenever I liked, as long as I wouldn't miss a meeting (which didn't happen before 9:00), decent pay for an internship. And to top it all off, the company worked with my favorite programming language.
Despite all that, I noticed how this full-time job slowly ate me up. I noticed how, from day to day, my mental battery drained progressively further. It got more and more clear to me that there was no way for me to work and have enough free time and sleep in 24 hours. I came home, mentally exhausted, and often couldn't do much more than just sit down and watch some videos until bedtime. My personal projects and interests had to be completely stopped in their tracks. Going to bed on time left me incredibly unsatisfied (which, over weeks, became misery), but if I tried to give my mind enough time to be satisfied, I sacrificed important sleep hours. Either my mind was deteriorating, or my body.
In hindsight, my 2-week covid quarantine in November was an important break for my mind, despite how horrible being sick was. I also almost reached a breaking point before Christmas, where I used 6 tactically chosen holiday days to bring it up to another 2 weeks. I felt better afterwards, but not recovered.
Ultimately, I lasted 4 1/2 months, until I crashed down with a horrible burnout in February. 18 days short of what I needed for the internship. I sincerely hoped I could power through the rest to be done with it. I really tried. But at that time, my mental resources were dried up, completely. I didn't function at all, anymore. I became an empty husk of myself.
Luckily, with some explanation and a doctoral certificate, I got the university's green light to pick it up at a later time and just work the 18 days, instead of having to redo the whole internship. If that would have been denied, I would have probably quit university then and there. Because having to go through that again, would have been unthinkable for me.
The most important thing this internship taught me was not related to the work itself, nor its industry branch, it was the realization that I'm incompatible with full-time work. That's why I recently struck a deal with the company, I'm going to work the last 18 days, but only 3 days per week, instead of 5. I hope 2 extra free days per week will be enough for me to remain stable.
You might get used to your job in a few weeks. Or you might feel like I did. The only person who will know the best, is you. If you are like me, just be sure to pull the emergency break before you crash down like I did.
Imagine the shock some people are going to have once they realize they played chess on the wrong board all these years
Unlikely. At that insane pressure, the hull is either completely intact, or, once moving, completely imploding in a fraction of human reaction time. We're talking about time frames of a millisecond. They couldn't possibly have seen it coming. One moment you're alive and well, the next moment your body is nothing more than paste.
The only evidence for them to legitimately worry about would have been from knowledge about any kind of sketchy practices and/or material choices during the building process.