Merry Quinn

I used to be a puppet, and now I'm an automaton.

I feel like a spent fuel rod from a nuclear reactor.

This post is a continuation of this one where I talked about what my first psychiatric appointment was like.

As I promised in my article about sleep, today I will be talking more about my ADHD.

New Year's resolutions are such a weird thing, aren't they?

I've heard many people describe themselves as perfectionists.

I never thought how fixing my sleep schedule could improve my life so much.

I've been suspecting neurodivergence in myself for some time now.

I think the single scariest thing in this world, this universe, this plane of existence is the fact that you don't have to change.