#personal garbage

Me after starting on mood stabilizers: fine, fine, it's TECHNICALLY a disability. But it's a milder version and easily managed so I still don't feel like I'm allowed to call myself disabled tbh

Me in 2021, not yet medicated for my ADHD: okay sure I may have a neurological disorder that impacts my attention span and short-term memory in such a substantial way that it's not even safe for me to drive, but I don't feel like it really qualifies as a disability?

Me after starting on Adderall: alright I guess I'm willing to self-identify as disabled. I still feel guilty when I talk to people who have REAL disabilities though, because I can basically lead a normal life as long as I stay on my meds, which feels extremely privileged and unfair

And at the same time as I've been wearing it more in public and on more casual work days, I still wouldn't wear it as part of my formal attire. And I realized this recently and actually interrogated that instinct more, and realized it was because I hadn't been considering it to be "professional."

Now why wouldn't it be professional?

Other similarly situated people wear small crosses or crucifixes all the time, and no one says anything. Heck, I've even see people wear similarly tasteful pentacles, Buddhist jewelry, etc. So why wouldn't my understated magen David be similarly fine? Because it might draw unnecessary attention? Because it might be considered "too political"?

Soppes Dorre: Attempt 1

Recipe here.

I think I didn't cook the almond milk/wine mixture enough to get it truly thick, but this is also my first time using almond milk to make something custard-esque (I've previously only ever used cow's milk with eggs). So it's possible I didn't cook it correctly this time.

BUT

Debating going in-depth about my experiences and whether or not I think it was worth it in the end, buuuuut I also don't wanna be shouting to the void either.