@lifewithtrees@actuallyautistic@actuallyadhd To expand a bit, it's making a statement about what sort of person should apply for the job, and using pseudo-medical language to do it, instead of clearly describing the job and leaving it to us to decide whether we are willing to do it.
On top of that, it sounds like a way to describe bad working conditions as if it's the responsibility of workers to cope rather than of management to improve working conditions.
My life has been one of chapters, written by someone who didn’t start the book with a plan of the narrative arc, or if they did, they kept changing their mind.
I’m feeling better about myself & my life than I’ve ever done before, having truly realised my autistic identity in the last year, at 63, but I couldn’t tell you what I’ll be doing in 5 years. There are too many variables. What’s the point of even trying to work that out?
That question should be banned from job interviews.
However a desired direction is good. Not necessarily a goal, an endpoint, but a direction. I do think we make better decisions when we have some type of path in mind. For example, “I want to be a kinder person” leads to wanting to be kinder to oneself which might lead to therapy etc.
@actuallyautistic@lifewithtrees@actuallyadhd I think NTs just want you to have ANY answer, because they think being stagnant means going backward. Means you’re a lazy drug addict waste of space. If you’re not constantly moving forward, you’re falling behind. #HustleCulture. If asked at a job, talk about being promoted twice and acquiring new business management skills. Just have answers that sound good, no one expects you follow through on them.
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I have never and will never see the attraction of cities. I know many of us do and even prefer to live in them. But for me, they are a sensory horror, not just in the way that they overwhelm. But, in the sheer feel of them. They just don't feel right, but instead cold and harsh and painful.
I never thought I had a NY accent until I moved to Indiana for a couple of years but evidently I have a bit of Bronx-y accent (from Westchester). They would make fun of me for saying caw fee (coffee) and dawg (dog).
Anyway with my accent giving me away many people shared their stories like yours about visiting NYC. Many included going back to the hotel and curling up in a quiet bed. One was of getting frozen in the crosswalk in Times Square due to overload.
n. the state of not knowing how you really feel about something, which forces you to sift through clues hidden in your own behavior, as if you were some other person — noticing a twist of acid in your voice, an obscene amount of effort you put into something trifling, or an inexplicable weight on your shoulders that makes it difficult to get out of bed.