Infynis

I wanted to share this project, Ultra Mega, that's being worked on by one of our community members here in Lansing. This is by the creator of the Lansing Independent Comics and Zine Fest, which was new this year, and my friends and I really enjoyed.

The goal is to promote local art through a risograph printing workshop available to the community. Especially now, I believe supporting local creatives is incredibly important. Not only does it enrich the lives of everyone involved, it could be a crucial tool in the fight against fascism. The current administration continues to habitually violate the Constitution, and dismantle our scientific and social institutions. Independent media could soon be our only reliable source of knowledge.

I proudly support Ultra Mega in Lansing

https://gofund.me/60c278ca6

I'm turning 27 tomorrow, so this is kind of like a birthday present. It's definitely a good feeling, because it means I haven't been lying to myself for months, which I was afraid of.

I'd been trying hard not to panic all day, just because I knew I'd be getting the call this afternoon. I'm fortunate to be off work, so I'm stoned with my cat in front of the AC. My doctor started off by describing her appraisal of my condition, and I started crying. I stopped her part way through to tell her how much of a relief it was to hear her express back to me, what I had been terrified, for two weeks, that I hadn't explained adequately.

It was actually kind of funny, hearing her tell me all these things like they were news. But it's official. I may have high logical and reasoning ability, but when presented with large amounts of information, or when having to absorb it over long periods of time, I become inattentive. I have ADHD.

That matches up with my two and a half years of college. With my grades in high school, that fell off over the last couple years. With the constant weight of weariness I feel clocking in at work each day.

As a 27 year old man, with a gorgeous fiance, a high skill job, and a great group of friends (who will definitely managed to schedule another D&D session someday), it's hard for me to feel like there's anything wrong with me. I think, getting officially diagnosed just makes me believe, even more strongly, that humanity can only improve by learning about each other's differences. I'm glad that a space like this exists, on a free, open platform, for people like us to share our experiences.

I'd love to hear how anyone else felt about their diagnosis. I'd also love any tips from my elders (or youngers), on what to do next! Sounds like my PCP can prescribe me Adderall now, so that's a pretty cool unlock. What I'm most unsure about is getting a therapist. Has anyone tried remote therapy? I'm generally a recluse, so that's probably the option I'd favor if there are good options out there.

Thank you!

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