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We had to close the sun room because of the heat. Kitties have filled a petition to reopen it.

But pictues seem to be working again. Yay!

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Bullshit jobs? (sh.itjust.works)
 
 

I just started working at a fast food restaurant and am really just blown away by how much rewarding it is that my last job working at a social welfare agency "helping people." There is almost ALWAYS something to do AND my work can be objectively measured, two things untrue of my last job.

I'm trying to figure out what I want out of life, and work, and career, and I think this is really important to me: I actually need to be DOING something, something that I have direct control over, and something that I don't NEED to say, "Look what a good job I did" because it is transparent.

Part of the reason I think this is important to me is if these requirements are NOT met, then the job is essentially convincing OTHERS that you are good at your job and/or that they like you. If what you do is opaque, unclear, or hard to measure, you have to constantly be policing the social narrative around yourself and your work--two things I have absolutely no interest (or ability?) in doing.

What's been your experience?

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Good point (piefed.cdn.blahaj.zone)
 
 
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Ok I'm awake.

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How are you doing? (piefed.cdn.blahaj.zone)
 
 
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Constantly (piefed.cdn.blahaj.zone)
 
 
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I seem to have this either after a while when in a classroom or office, or even just when having to do admin at home.

After about 30 minutes, I start barely breathing and then after a while I start getting headaches and it becomes more difficult to concentrate.

I very often push through because I don't really know what to do when I'm in a situation where I still have to stay for hours. like a class.

Any good ways to help with this?

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submitted 2 days ago by to c/autism@lemmy.world
 
 

Hellooo!

I was wondering if anyone else experiences this.

During some sort of argument or really just discussing anything with emotion, my emotions become overwhelming. My voice start shaking, I cry and I am quickly unable to speak. Not great for relationships. This also causes me to go to great lengths to avoid conflict.

Is this a typical in autistic folk? Or is it unrelated? I am just looking to try and explain whats happening

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submitted 2 days ago* (last edited 2 days ago) by [M] to c/autism@lemmy.world
 
 

Paul doesn't trust me yet, but he loves Mallow!

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What percentages are you? (piefed.cdn.blahaj.zone)
 
 
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I haven't left the house yet and I already want to go home.

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I always had the impression, specially when looking at my own case of autism that curiousity seemed linked to it.

what you all think? Is there any possible relation?

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I'm not really a rail fan in the sense that I don't collect facts and figures on trains. I don't really know much about how they work or anything like that. But being on a train just makes me feel really nice.

I think I've been on the Scarborough RT like twice in my life. I am a South Etobicoke girly. Scarborough, especially north of Eglington might as well have been a different planet. I had a job in Scarborough for a while, but I took a bus from Kennedy, going south. Every time I've been to the Scarborough Civic Centre (the eastern terminus of the line) I went by bike. Still, this little train made a huge impact on me.

I stumbled upon this interior photo today (source) and I think it's the first one I have seen online. I am kicking myself for not taking more (any?) photos when I was on it. I have to catalogue my old photos so there is still hope.

I remember the seats being different, but I could be mixing it up with similar vehicles I have been in elsewhere. These look like the seats from the T-1 subway cars which came into service in 1996.

There are some photos of the wood paneling on the Scarborough RT page on Transit Toronto and another interior photo (still with the new seats) on the Canadian Public Transit Discussion Board Wiki . I found a photo of Santa and his helpers from the year of it's opening, but it's not all that helpful in giving a good view of the chairs.

The ride was bumpy and loud, and the cars were hot. I don't think it would have been a very nice way to make a daily commute. Still, it was wonderful to get a chance to ride on these tiny guys and go somewhere new.

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DAE do this? (piefed.cdn.blahaj.zone)
 
 
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Is it working?

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It's Dungeons and Dragons day!

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submitted 6 days ago* (last edited 6 days ago) by to c/autism@lemmy.world
 
 

(CW: mentions suicide, depression, alcoholism, a toxic marriage)

I know this is going to sound unusual, given my age and my parents' age (in their 70s), but I guess my family is immature in many ways, so here I am. Also, sorry for the length, but I think I need to provide context. I've tried to make it readable.

I was late-diagnosed with autism at 38, low support needs. I've had a decent relationship with my parents for many years, until recently. I would visit them regularly, celebrate their birthdays, help with chores, drive them around, etc. My parents have been married for decades, but they've always had a strained relationship, to the point that they are now effectively emotionally separated even though they live together. My father is retired and highly dependent on my mother for basic needs, but only because he has relied on her for most of his life. My mother is independent and still works a job. They are fairly well-off, living in a big city with savings and a modest pension.

Their marriage problems would flare up every few years, usually triggered by my father's paranoia, unfounded jealousy, and attachment, though my mother also harbours resentment for him. IMO they are living in a toxic relationship. This flare-up happened again about a year ago, when my mother went on a trip to visit her side of the family. My father unravelled and freaked out, paranoid that she would not return, and that she was planning to divorce him. He has always tended towards conspiracy theories, and he is a functional alcoholic.

They are both quite superficial, often trying to fix symptoms of a problem instead of addressing the root cause. Arguably they are also uneducated in many ways. I don't say that to disparage them, but to say that they don't seek to learn. They haven't grown as people together, as a couple should.

So when this last incident happened, my father called me in distress in the middle of the week. I dropped my work and visited him, sat and talked with him for hours, and then checked on him daily until my mother returned. I think he made the mistake of revealing how bad it had gotten between them. He accused her of being vicious and manipulative, showed me text messages of them arguing, including him writing to her in slurred speech while drunk. She ignored him for days. My father said he tried to overdose that night, and their text messages talk about this, with my mother cynically seeming to egg him on.

It felt like I was in the middle of a toxic relationship between 20 year olds, not 70 year olds. I strongly recommended that they see a counsellor or therapist. I think they both need professional help in their own ways, though my father likely has more unresolved trauma that he is avoiding and redirecting. However, shortly after the incident, they tried to sweep everything under the rug and return to "normal" in their typical superficial way. Even inviting me to family events a few weeks later as if nothing had happened. I think they've just got very used to living this way.

My parents did not know about my late-diagnosis at this point. I had received it a few months before this incident. All of this was well past my social capacity. I've always been single by choice, and very intentionally avoided relationships of my own. I don't have a desire for them, but I also think that I couldn't handle the complexity of dealing with someone else's issues in addition to my own. Now my parents are forcing me to deal with their marriage.

I had reached my limit. So, I decided to go out on my own and separate myself from the situation for my own well-being. I moved out of town, quite far away from them. Coincidentally, I also decided to quit my job and explore other avenues. I'm happy with this decision and direction. I'm also being productive and moving forward with my life.

I've given my parents some idea of what I'm doing, but I also want to keep some distance and set boundaries so that they can detach. I told them about my autism diagnosis and gave them resources to learn more about it if they cared to. They later replied that they were "sad to hear about [my] sickness" and they sent "prayers for a speedy recovery". As I said, they have effectively stopped learning new information.

I've made it clear that I would like to be left alone for a few years at least, but they won't listen. They have been trying to contact me repeatedly and they know it is unwanted. We have a large extended family and they have now resorted to asking others to contact me on their behalf. I've been messaged every few months by various cousins and even nephews. I can't help but be paranoid about the rest of the family now, because my assumption is that they are acting on my parent's orders, and it's quite obvious because they have not had reason to contact me in the past. The social pressure feels incessant and overbearing, almost like surveillance.

I'm now leaning towards cutting my whole family off entirely. At least so that I can focus on my path, which is difficult enough.

If I were to take their perspective for a bit, I imagine they regret their actions, just want to make sure I'm okay, and want to maintain a connection with me. However, I don't think they've understood how distressing it was to go through that incident, how difficult it is for me to deal with complex social relationships, and that it's more important for them to seek professional help. I really don't want anything to do with their marriage anymore, and their persistent need for contact is just pushing me away further.

I think I may need to see a therapist about this if the family keeps hounding me, assuming I can afford it. But I wanted to get other peoples' take on it. Can anyone relate? Am I overreacting? Should I be thinking about this differently?

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Spain won the World Cup! Soorts have now concluded for the year.

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It is supposed to be 98F/36.6C today. So it's going to be a little warm today.

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