Slgtlyscatt3red
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Slightly scattered. Just a woman with autism and ADHD that loves to write poetry, create art, and sing.
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AI Could Kill Creativity
This morning, I wanted to take a few minutes and talk about something that has been really bugging me lately. The whole AI movement is great, there are so many things about it that will be beneficial to humanity, especially in the health and science fields. However, there's an aspect of AI that's really bothering me, and I don't know if I'm the only one or if anyone else feels the same. I figured I'd put the ideas out into the universe and see if I get a bite. So, if this does interest you, please comment below after you read this! I would love to hear your take on things.
By Slgtlyscatt3redabout a year ago in Futurism
I Got Divorced at 28
My ex-husband was an avid Trump supporter. That's not why I divorced him, though. I do find it interesting over the last few years though that I've seen more couples breaking up over political division than anything else, and I guess my thinking with that one is, how did you not know your partner's views? People's views can change over time, sure, but I just feel like that's not a reason entirely for divorce. That's why I said that is not the reason I divorced my ex, because it wasn't even part of the reason. I just felt beginning with that information might make you think about what marriage really means to you.
By Slgtlyscatt3redabout a year ago in Writers
What "The Boy Who Cried Wolf" Teaches Us About Today
Have you ever read the story "The Little Boy Who Cried Wolf"? I decided to re-read it this morning. For most of us, we recognize this as a story about a little boy pranking people in the village by saying there is a wolf chasing the sheep when there really isn't...until there is:
By Slgtlyscatt3redabout a year ago in Motivation
When she takes off the mask
When I was a kid, I grew up around mostly neurotypical people. It wasn't until my mom became a special education assistant that I met my first neurodivergent friend. He was one of the students with autism that was in the classroom with my mom. I remember inviting him to birthday parties and hanging out in the summertime and having fun and just, being. We had this weird connection that I couldn't really place except to say that the way he looked at the world around him was similar to the way I did, in small ways. More subtle. Why is that?
By Slgtlyscatt3redabout a year ago in Writers
Why I'm Not Afraid of Heights Anymore
I will always remember that day, sort of like a record playing over and over in my head. The never-ending echoes of Elton John and Queen as we pass pretty lights on the highway. The feeling of childhood to me is like running through the sprinkler on a hot summer day, or super soaker fights, pillow forts, playing cobs and robbers, laughter. 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 2000. Where did all those years go?
By Slgtlyscatt3redabout a year ago in Motivation
