another me at the roundtable is future Joy. she didn't say much. she didn't say anything. in fact, she showed me something. she got up from the table, pulled out a projector, and showed me what life could and will look like.

I am learning to sit with not knowing. To ask instead of assume. To listen instead of perform competence. To trust that the client is the expert on their own life, and my role is not to have all the answers but to walk beside them as they find their own.

Disability acceptance is not about denial. It is not about pretending these limits do not exist. It is about saying: this is real, this is valid, and I am still whole.

I’ve been dealing with rejection sensitivity dysphoria (RSD) my entire life, even with no awareness of what RSD was.

I live in my head. It’s mostly alright here I guess. There’s room enough for a lot of thinking, though it has gotten messy.

At the risk of sounding too hippie, we should be kind to all others, regardless of their circumstances. It's one of the wonderful things that neurodivergence teaches us: compassion.

Masking may have been necessary once, but the work ahead is different. It is about reclaiming my space, showing up authentically, and demonstrating to myself and others that being made differently does not mean being made wrong.

For anyone who feels their skills slipping or struggles to speak even when they want to, know this: you are not failing. You are experiencing a protective, temporary state your brain and body use to survive overwhelming conditions.

Refining our business services wasn’t just a design decision. It was a values decision.

The secret is, hyperfixations and special interests come about because of the love we feel for things. It's telling, the joy we get from investing and learning and creating and even destroying.