When the shooting at Columbine happened the world basically screeched to a stop. It was all the news covered. Movies were made about it. Rich schools installed metal detectors overnight.
Now a shooting happens and I don’t hear about it for hours.
The site is a work-in-progress, but this journal entry explains why it (and this account) exists.
I’m happy for my partner and the work needs to be done. And seasons happen.
I’m just really feeling it in the ole autism, I guess.
Why do I even try? What is wrong with me?
For context: She kicked me out when I came out of the closet… and to keep me from telling people (dad specifically), offered to help pay for rent and food expenses; which I accepted bc it was post-2008 and no one would hire me or rent to me.
Oh, and it’s not like she got better at parenting with experience! My younger brother attempted suicide half a dozen times and she decided it must be that he’s gay.
UX Design Lead & A11y Advocate. Grew up on the weird, wild web of the 90s and am looking for a way back to that paradise. #ActuallyAutistic
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