Visiting a school today for work, in front of the head teacher and two assistant headteachers (all female) i bent over to look at the carpet (my job is very exciting at times) only for the bottom of my jeans to tear wide open.
Yep i showed my bum to the entire leadership team at the school.
It’s wondeful… I found this art once and even have a book about the spiritual view of kintsugi! Need to take it out again.
It’s also wonderful artwork, I tried it once by myself, but it’s just a bit of golden color on some battered plates.
No I can’t do it all alone…
It also needs relationships and feedback.
I am sure Sabrina meant like …
Showing up with the broken sides.
Today I feel a bit more fixed, because I had a good experience in yoga in the morning and met some nice people at the physio, supermarket and the pool. People smiling at me and doing some (real kind art of) smalltalk. Wouhf!
I get those questions too.
When my lupus is in a tizzy I am so red all the time.
And even when not in a flair everything makes my skin red.
I sent my husband a picture the other day of my legs being red and showing through the holes in my pants🤣
Anxiety of the ACoA/relationship kind as well as things being out of my control with requested documents and institutions and deadlines. HP help me stay sane.
Mental illness can fuck right off! I’m a complete mess today. Trying to do all the healthy things - even went for a 2 mile walk. I just keep crying and hyperventilating. Fuck this shit!
Worry, fear, anxiety, self-doubt, impatience, immaturity, procrastination, rumination, irresponsibility, pessimism, the temptation to give up can fck right off for me!
I’m pretty quiet in group settings and at parties. Part of this is likely my neurodivergency, but part of it is also just not feeling the need to talk all that much. I prefer to listen and chip in to the conversation when necessary, and especially once I have sat back and gotten a feel for the interpersonal dynamics of those involved.
Long/short, I observe before I engage.
Over the years, people have taken to interpreting this as being socially awkward. And it often feels awkward for me because I’m aware of that perception.
But what really burns my ass is when people try to “pair you up” with the “other awkward person” at the party. It often comes from a well-meaning place, but just because we both socialize a little differently doesn’t mean we’re meant to converse exclusively or even want to meet.
Give me time and give me a fucking chance to find my groove.
Boy, can i relate to this one. I’ve been an “Intro” all my life and to this day get criticism for it from all the other “Extros” in my life. If I have something meaningful to say or talk about, I will. My thing is I don’t like making “small talk” or just mindlessly gabbing away to fill airspace.