Dear Diary!
I'm a burnt out autistic millennial rapidly approaching middle age and still not sure what to do with my life. I guess I'll scream into the void.
She/Her
mid-30s
Last updated 7/5/2026
We made it to Wisconsin. I am feeling happy and hopeful for the first time in months. My anxiety is still choosing violence and I am constantly overstimulated, which is what moving across the country will do to you.
One of my best friends was worried I would want to hang out every day. I don't. Its not about hanging out every day. It was about having the option. Having the POSSIBILITY of being able to say, "hey wanna have dinner?" and it being a 10 minute drive. I'm still an introvert and a homebody.
My chronic illness issues aren't completely gone, but they've improved immensely already being home. I still will need to find a new job soon. very soon. But I'm feeling less afraid.
Tristan is food motivated.
My cat is my whole world, but he's getting older. I worry every day I'm going to lose him, but my partner thinks he'll be fine. But one day he won't. One day I will lose him. One day, the tiny creature that has relied on me for 16 years is going to leave me.
I started collecting dolls this year. I didn't let myself for most of my adult life because I told myself it wasn't allowed, but now part of me feels like I've wasted time, the other parts of me feels this is just the right time to start pursuing this hobby.