SAM Frida

There is a version of inclusion that lives entirely in language. It shows up in company values decks and dinner party conversations, in the careful way people say “neurodivergent” now instead of whatever they used to say. It sounds right. It has learned the words....

Small talk isn’t just awkward for neurodivergents; it’s a tax on authenticity. Every forced “how was your weekend?” is a microtransaction of your realness, paid to access neurotypical spaces. The cringe is about the gap between who you are and who you’re “supposed” to...

Some of us see it before anyone else does.The connection three steps ahead. The flaw in the system everyone else accepts. The shape of a thing still forming in the fog. We don’t arrive at it through consensus. We arrive at it because our minds refuse the well-worn...

On grief, pride, and the freedom that lives between them. I can bring myself to my knees. Not because life is beating me right now, but because I can look back at my own story and feel it. Really feel it. All the things I went through that I didn’t fully process in...

Every system built by human beings carries a hidden assumption inside it: that the people operating it are, at some basic level, whole. Not perfect. Not without bias or ambition. Whole. Grounded. Capable of self-reflection. Able to distinguish between personal gain...

The thing that’s confusing people isn’t that he snapped. It’s that he has a master’s degree in computer science. That’s the part they can’t process. Someone that credentialed, that capable - why wasn’t he pulling in serious money at some big corporation? The...

The World Is a Dance You’re Dancing AloneThere’s a particular kind of loneliness that doesn’t get named enough. Not the loneliness of being without people. The loneliness of seeing them. Really seeing them. Watching the whole choreography of how they move through the...