So my toddler sings a little song when packing away toys - a habit learned from preschool.
Thanks to my AuDHD, part of it has become a vocal stim for me when trying to work through a hoarded area. Since it makes me think of my child being cute, and also motivates me to break the generational hoarding cycle, it's become a helpful thing embedded in my brain.
Thought I'd share this accidental cute win. <3
I am trying to navigate a eurocentric neurotypical work environment. In instant message apps, we use a lot of emojis. What would you say these might mean?
👀 (as a reply to posted information, text and or attachments)
🙌 (in response to an announcement or other update not needing a text reply)
💁♀️ (in general)
Are there any others that get used in your workplace that you didn't know at first? If so, could you please share the emoji and what it means in your context?
Two days ago I had a horrible moment in which I felt like I was trauma fawning in the face of the capitalistic dystopia. My cPTSD already leaves me struggling to remember I am worthy of respect as a human being. That day I felt shattered and ashamed because I had displeased HR and inherently callous corporate structures.
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I just made this in my journal, including beautiful leaves I collected that day, and a combination of things I heard/ read that helped me feel strength.
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If you have any words of wisdom that help you remember you are a person, a human being, a soul, an entity, not an imperfect cog in a broken machine, please share them ❤️🩹
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I am not quite feeling a Self yet.
Last year i failed at something, and it tore me apart. Despite being a relatively successful adult, any failure takes me back to being a powerless, unlovable child.
I got the chance to try again. I didn't want to, because the risk I would fail again was so high and the emotional consequences so great. But I couldnt really say no.
Today I finished it! I did the thing! I'm not going to fail again! Well at least not at this.
One step at a time. This was a big step for a scaried little mouse.
Hi all
Today I heard a woman say that "my mom is a hoarder, so we keep our home with the minimal and everything is clear".
I'm used to hearing that hoarding runs in families, and I can relate to that myself.
It was a bit hard to hear what she said, as I had just admitted to her that I am a hoarder in recovery. She didn't say anything more, but it sunk in me as it felt like an analogy to when people break the cycle of abuse or substance use.
If you are a child of a hoarder, did you become a hoarder too? And if not, did you go to minimalism as a response? Does it feel like you are breaking a cycle, in the same way one might feel if breaking a cycle of addiction?