If you’re here, I’m guessing it means you’ve found my weird little corner of the internet and have some questions. That’s okay, I have a few of my own. Like, why am I able to write and publish whatever bubbles up from my fevered brain? I mean, having a credit card and email address (what it takes to get your own domain) seems an incredibly low bar to enjoy the capability to put shit out there for the whole world to see. But I digress.
So, what’s going to happen here? Basically, I’m going to focus on my experiences of being neurodivergent; aka being the titular socially awkward weirdo. That’s not really a new situation, I’ve been one all my life. But, as I have finally realized I can’t avoid it any longer, I’ve decided to lean into the weird. And, I’ll warn you, right up front. Well, kind of up front. It’s going to be pretty swearey. If that’s a problem, well, now you know.
What are my credentials? Well, in my 30’s, after an “interesting childhood”, I was diagnosed Attention-Deficit/Hyperactivity Disorder, aka ADHD. And, a few months ago, I found out I was gifted with a lovely little side helping of Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD). So, yeah.
I’ll be honest with you: I have no idea how long this shit will last. I mean, I’ve got ADHD for god’s sake. If I can maintain my interest in this for more than a month, I’ll be elated. But, what can you expect here? Fuck if I know. I’m going to try and keep the focus on what it’s like to be neurodivergent. In America, generally. In the South, particularly. And, because I have ADHD, you’ll likely get some off-the-wall shit that has absolutely nothing to do with neurodivergence. Like, at all. But, hopefully, it will be amusing. So, buckle up fuckers, and enjoy the ride.