A co-worker of mine has a gay 18 year old son living in DeKalb County Georgia going to GCSU.

My co-worker described the place as "you can smell the cows when you walk outside".

His son cannot find a safe space to be his gay self and meet other LGBTQIAS2 people. He's not very technically literate but I did give his dad a link to fedi.tips and suggested he help his son get on that to connect with like-minded folks.

I have two questions:

What's a good Fedi instance for Sharkey or Mastodon for a gay 18 year-old living in DeKalb County?
Does anybody know any LGBTQIAS2 safe spaces in DeKalb County?

Thank you so much!

#LGBTQIA2S #LGBTQIA #LGBTQ #LGBT #GayInGeorgia

I'm a writer and my wife, an avid reader, doesn't like the kind of stuff I write.

I will not lie; it hurts.

I find it hard to write because I will almost never write something that she likes. I have no sounding board for "is this good?" only, "is this structurally sound" which is not nothing, but it's not the same as, "this is a really great story."

I hand-wrote ten 8 1/2 X 11 pages tonight. There's a bit of fleshing out to do, but, to me, it's a good story.

Nobody in my family (that I can convince to read something) likes what I write.

I like it.

But that's hardly enough to keep me going.

Are there any writing groups for short, weird fiction?

#AmWriting #WritingCommunity

I want to apologize to everybody, everywhere.

I was diagnosed with ADHD almost 20 years ago. I was diagnosed with gender dysphoria / gender identity disorder almost 15 years ago.

I've known I am autistic for less than 3 years, maybe less than 2. I didn't put it on my calendar. And I haven't gotten an official diagnosis because that's an extremely dangerous thing to do under 47 and RFKJ. I have two therapists and they both agree I am on the spectrum. There are other people who are on the spectrum who agree I am on the spectrum.

But being "on the spectrum" is still very new and even exciting to me. I'm a normal zebra, not a weird horse (so to speak).

Because of the newness and novelty, I see autistic traits in so many people and I want to tell them. I want to tell them "you might be autistic" because I want them to feel the same sense of not being broken and wrong that I feel.

Ive also suffered from clinical, treatment resistant depression since before I could talk. A treatment I started in February is making me feel better than I have since before puberty. That also means that much of the automatic filtering that came with constant despair, cynicism, and a belief that nothing matters has fallen away. I'm starting to be as unthinking in what I say as I was in elementary school when I often got in trouble for saying what I really thought.

So, I am saying things in public that I should not be saying, including on Fediverse. I have hurt people and insulted them. I have been far too open, even as I'm doing it again, right now.

Please correct me when I am wrong.

Please tell me when I hurt you.

Please do not let me get away with something because I'm neurodivergent.

I will build new playlists to accommodate my burgeoning sense of joy at being alive and being a human being in a world with other human beings so that I have a script to follow.

I do not want to be the bitch asshole again.

I am sorry. I am sorry that I don't already know and I'm sorry when I do something thoughtless that hurts you or someone you care about. I do not do this on purpose. I do not seek out ways to hurt people. At least I don't think I do. I don't remember doing it. I don't like hurting people. I know that part is true.

I'm sorry.

Leave it to authoritarian fascism to teach my autistic ass that sometimes lying is the morally correct action.