This joke is made all the better by the character’s name being Dr. Kalgary.

It’s just flickering static. You’re not missing out. :)

I don’t know why others don’t but I’ll say why I do, which is that I noticed people were remembering my username whether I had an image or not, so why not have an image? And it was early days, still is, so I figured… may as well be the first static.

Love… and… PEACE!!!

I was going to say, “pecking order.”

This needs to go to flippanarchy.

I wish we could trade. I’d give you some CHA if it meant I could stop injuring myself.

I need to start teaching “Charisma for the Neurologically Atypical” classes.

3 to 4 hours of focus on anything, every single day is so unthinkable to me I can’t even.

Even when I take my ADHD meds I don’t get those kind of numbers! Jesus. Maybe don’t feel like your existence needs to be justified by constant, sustained effort that can be measured? Sounds really stressful.

You really, really, really need to see women as people-who-might-be-friends, and not exclusively as fuck objects.

This is why I love lemmy.

I get all angry on someone’s comment, and someone else has already made my point, and better. We’re even doing mutual aid in comments!

Here’s a link to the song “Pet” by A Perfect Circle.

Don’t know why your comment made me want to add this.

And now we are friends!

That’s the other cool thing about the Sailor Moon fandom. I’ve never once met a Sailor Moon fan who was a racist, or a bigot, or… anything. It comes with the ‘love and justice’ thing.

lmao

toxic positivity

Oof, you’re not joking. There was a community somewhere else on the internet who was 100% about that bullshit. Some days, you just want to be able to do the fucking laundry. Or in my case, make the marinara sauce. I took meds today and I’m all focused but I’ll be damned if I can start cooking. Executive dysfunction can really fuck right off forever.

why I’m not interested

There’s that depression-like emptiness where once a whole-life obsession was! I’m really grateful that I’ve gotten to a point in my life where I recognize that feeling for what it is, because that helps me a lot in coping with it. “Why am I not having fun anymore?” It can be such a bleak thing, but I’m lucky enough (I recognize not everyone is!) to be able to objectively realize that’s what’s wrong with me, and now that it’s been identified, to set aside that feeling and wait for the next hyperfocus.

You’re for sure right. There’d be less struggle. There’d be less strife. And I wish you could give it up, and be those things, and not have to kill yourself to do basic, normal things every day. But I think I’d keep it.

Hey, thanks for the conversation. If you ever need an accountability person, my DMs are open!

Oh, thanks very much for the link! Always looking for cool new places on the fediverse!

Also, nice to finally meet you, Odo. You were an excellent part of my favorite Star Trek.

Okay! I’ll maintain the unflappable facade until you become… less flapped.

That sentence really got away from me. The point is I mean well and I get at least some of what you’re talking about. And! I can ask you to come be angry for me when I’m unable to flap! A perfect system!

I found mansplain on Merriam Webster, and also on Wikipedia. The Merriam Webster article says “of a man,” and the wikipedia article says “for a man” at the start.

Usually for these things I’d be all for abolishing the gendered nature of the word, but I feel like it would dilute the original meaning. So if anything, instead of gender-normalizing ‘mansplain,’ I think we need to add ‘womansplain,’ which is something I’m very guilty of doing to my partner whenever he’s cooking because I keep forgetting that it’s something he does very well.

But also, my reply still has merit here, because that individual was obviously weaponizing ‘mansplain’ to try and gender me, a woman, when what they likely wanted to convey was that they found me condescending. They shouldn’t be appropriating a gendered word to say something else they mean, so… uh. Sorry for all the extra words. I took my ADHD medication today and language discussion fascinates me.

I also have that aura, and I am here to lend credence to being able to see it in others, and them seeing it in me.

I have this cute phrase for when it’s not just that aura but also the obvious background of trauma, “We have so much in common! I’m so sorry.”

Mine is a super power in a crisis. The rest of the time it is a massive hindrance. But! I also think it’s why I’m so unique and why I developed so many other skills, so I wouldn’t trade it so much as living in a world that can’t accommodate me.