Bin zurzeit irgendwie gefühlslos. Das Gefühl „Freude“ kommt nicht hoch. Es ist alles so monoton. Mir tut das selbst weh, wie ich bin. Wie ich teilweise zu anderen bin. Tut mir echt leid. Ich hab keine Kraft momentan. Wird schon wieder.
Does anyone else copy other peoples stims? Sometimes I see other neurodivergents stimming and will then copy that stim. For example there is an autistic kid in my class who sorta taps his fingers together as a stim. Today when I was at the shops and was overwhelmed I noticed I was tapping my fingers together. It’s like I was mimicking or masking off of this boy but he was neurodivergent so it was actually not harmful or tiring at all and it stopped me from biting the skin off my fingers. I notice situations like this all the time and it’s the cutest thing ever.
Der einzig schriftliche Kontakt, den ich in unserer Kennlernphase mit dir möchte, besteht aus memes und songs, playlists, links zu fun/interesting facts, was dich gerade beschäftigt und mich. Oder auch Sprachnachrichten. Und erst, wenn ich weiß, in welchem Ton du was in welcher Stimmung sagst, dann.
meine Feierabendszeit ist nicht Feierabendszeit sondern Freizeit. dieses alte Gefühl; ausatmen, und dann spielen bis es ins Bett geht. Was für eine Macht Wörter haben. Freizeit - so nenne ich meine freie Zeit vor allem am Abend wieder und verbringe sie entsprechend als Kreative. ausprobieren, erkunden, mit Ideen spielen, mit Worten und Bildern. mein Herz schütteln und das, was hinauskullert, das puste ich in die Welt wie Pusteblumenschirmchen.
Comment: 😂….when I look at the photos….it could be me and my mates around that time….still looking for our style and what we want to be in life. The song is one of the most beautiful love songs I know. Maybe it's because of the certain melancholy that resonates in some of their early songs and is somehow part of the Irish soul - but I like listening to these early U2 songs especially in autumn when it's raining or even storming outside and I feel warm and safe inside my home.
Summer is over and the year is slowly coming to an end with a last great crescendo: the world shows itself once again in all of its colorful splendor - before the days become shorter, duller and colder and life settles down. I prefer harsher and cooler landscapes - areas where the change of seasons is clearly visible. And autumn is my favorite season (in this phase of my life) - not only because of the yellow, orange and red „dresses“ of the trees, but also because the sun's light falls in a lower angle on the earth and creates this cathedral effect in the evening. There is something mystical about these last golden days of the year.
That neurodivergent feeling when you find a new vocal stim that you like and now use it all the time and completely ignore your last favorite vocal stim but then you feel like you’ve betrayed your last favorite vocal stim because you’re not using it as much anymore…