For me I find that the deluge of ideas can overwhelm me. Which one do I act upon first? As a result, I act upon none of them and nothing gets done.
Writing them down, or finding them on my journey on the Internet helps, but processing it into something shareable can be difficult, especially when initializing the process (it gets easier once I get going).
Hi, my name is Jonas, and I am 43 years old, I have a diagnosis of Asperger syndrome autism, with medication for mental disorders, I live in the community of Tranemo, which is located in the country of Sweden, and I am registered in LSS, (the Act on Special Support for Disabled Persons), it is a voluntary registration, also voluntary with home care, and voluntarily with a financially responsible person, who takes care of my bills and most of my money, I am even voluntarily registered in the psychiatry in the city of Borås, open care and am not forcibly cared for in any way, I get very bad food cooked and that tastes bad at a housing support meeting place, called Gnistan, where the staff cooks the food, it is a service housing meeting place, where Tranemo municipality staff start from and come to our homes with mental problems to help us clean our private apartments, I have refused those bastards to come to my home for quite a long time now, after the wrong treatments both medically and psychologically, and integrity They have committed a crime, I work at a kind of day center with other similar people with disabilities, such as ADHD, Borderline autism and so on, the workplace is called Tranehallen, and we who work there do not get a real salary, because we have no vocational training and most of the participants, support recipients do not have a driver's license, and the damn Tranemo municipality's managers, so-called LSS administrators mix us weak with people who have almost no disability or let them be managed in the wrong way, the supervisors do it, I also do not have my own bank ID and no internet bank account, and another disabled person gets it who has the same financially responsible person, I hate Tranemo municipality in Tranemo in Sweden, and I want your organization to help me out and away from them and this shit, I have been active on social media, now for two and a half years and, among other things, talked about my rights, I do not give a damn if there is slander about this, I have said it like it is, I have received some moral support from actors celebrities, among other Mr.Robot actors, female and male, but please, help me
I find it disturbing that this is happening in Sweden, a country that many look up to as being enlightened and a Social Democracy success story. Your account points to the Reconditioning Farms that RFK Jr is trying to establish in the US. If Sweden is treating neurodivergent folks this badly, I can only imagine how badly an American "farm" system would treat us.
I do not even know if I have ADHD. I read your posts almost all the time. Your substack is the first one that I want to upgrade to paid, not because I want to read more of 'hidden' or private posts, but because I feel the urge to support you so you won't stop. You speak to me and very often for me. If not the first this is one of the very few comments I leave in substack or almost anywhere.
I am a creative person, I have run various jobs out of curiosity, I have changed too many directions and even relocated away from the city. But I feel it is not even close to what I would like to try and test. I have started and worked on so many projects and at some point, I either cannot monetize them (maybe because they come from the heart (?)) or I get so bored... And I cannot find people to pass them on so I can move forward.
I always felt that I was blessed for having so many ideas. Back in the old days I used various notebooks, sticky notes, (then I have so many of them and my desk is a mess so I put them in drawers or boxes). Now I write them down in notes, in docs, in lists, I bookmark them, keep them everywhere. (then I forget where or how they are categorized).
I was (and maybe still am) sorry for people who say they are not happy with their lives but they feel there is nothing to do about it. They are too afraid to move on. When I talk to people who seem stuck or indecisive I am on fire. I give them ideas, directions, try to get in their shoes, understand their painpoints and their strengths. I even do heavy research for them. Sometimes I even do the work for them, when they have a problem they do not know how to solve. Not only because I want to help them. But I think, mostly out of curiosity. I see it as an opportunity to learn more about a subject or an angle I haven't researched before. Curiosity drives me in oh so many wonderful places. So many promissing horizons.
And yet...
I spend so much time to 'solidify' an idea. Say it perfectionism, procrastination, fear of failure, fear of critisism, I don't know. Maybe and probably, all of the above... They are either stopping me from actually putting something in place or driving me nuts with how much time I have to spend in order to 'deliver' and implement the idea, without 'flaws'.
Anyway, I stop here because I am about to turn this comment into an article!!!
I want to thank you for your posts and sincerity.
And... it is one of the very few times I wrote a comment or a post without spending hours reading and correcting and polishing every word... I just re-read it only twice.... ;)
ps. Actually -since I am new to the Substack writers' universe- I spent more than 10min researching whether or not I should share this comment to Notes. :D
Ugh, I have been procrastinating starting an idea I had for a youtube channel a while ago, so this hit hard. There rately is a perfect time to do anything. I too have lost countless insights to the sands of time. I need to start carrying a notebook again like I used to when I was younger. I cant make my brain see the phone as a notebook, so I never use it as such. I think the physical act of writing has something to do with it.
For me I find that the deluge of ideas can overwhelm me. Which one do I act upon first? As a result, I act upon none of them and nothing gets done.
Writing them down, or finding them on my journey on the Internet helps, but processing it into something shareable can be difficult, especially when initializing the process (it gets easier once I get going).
Hi, my name is Jonas, and I am 43 years old, I have a diagnosis of Asperger syndrome autism, with medication for mental disorders, I live in the community of Tranemo, which is located in the country of Sweden, and I am registered in LSS, (the Act on Special Support for Disabled Persons), it is a voluntary registration, also voluntary with home care, and voluntarily with a financially responsible person, who takes care of my bills and most of my money, I am even voluntarily registered in the psychiatry in the city of Borås, open care and am not forcibly cared for in any way, I get very bad food cooked and that tastes bad at a housing support meeting place, called Gnistan, where the staff cooks the food, it is a service housing meeting place, where Tranemo municipality staff start from and come to our homes with mental problems to help us clean our private apartments, I have refused those bastards to come to my home for quite a long time now, after the wrong treatments both medically and psychologically, and integrity They have committed a crime, I work at a kind of day center with other similar people with disabilities, such as ADHD, Borderline autism and so on, the workplace is called Tranehallen, and we who work there do not get a real salary, because we have no vocational training and most of the participants, support recipients do not have a driver's license, and the damn Tranemo municipality's managers, so-called LSS administrators mix us weak with people who have almost no disability or let them be managed in the wrong way, the supervisors do it, I also do not have my own bank ID and no internet bank account, and another disabled person gets it who has the same financially responsible person, I hate Tranemo municipality in Tranemo in Sweden, and I want your organization to help me out and away from them and this shit, I have been active on social media, now for two and a half years and, among other things, talked about my rights, I do not give a damn if there is slander about this, I have said it like it is, I have received some moral support from actors celebrities, among other Mr.Robot actors, female and male, but please, help me
I find it disturbing that this is happening in Sweden, a country that many look up to as being enlightened and a Social Democracy success story. Your account points to the Reconditioning Farms that RFK Jr is trying to establish in the US. If Sweden is treating neurodivergent folks this badly, I can only imagine how badly an American "farm" system would treat us.
I do not even know if I have ADHD. I read your posts almost all the time. Your substack is the first one that I want to upgrade to paid, not because I want to read more of 'hidden' or private posts, but because I feel the urge to support you so you won't stop. You speak to me and very often for me. If not the first this is one of the very few comments I leave in substack or almost anywhere.
I am a creative person, I have run various jobs out of curiosity, I have changed too many directions and even relocated away from the city. But I feel it is not even close to what I would like to try and test. I have started and worked on so many projects and at some point, I either cannot monetize them (maybe because they come from the heart (?)) or I get so bored... And I cannot find people to pass them on so I can move forward.
I always felt that I was blessed for having so many ideas. Back in the old days I used various notebooks, sticky notes, (then I have so many of them and my desk is a mess so I put them in drawers or boxes). Now I write them down in notes, in docs, in lists, I bookmark them, keep them everywhere. (then I forget where or how they are categorized).
I was (and maybe still am) sorry for people who say they are not happy with their lives but they feel there is nothing to do about it. They are too afraid to move on. When I talk to people who seem stuck or indecisive I am on fire. I give them ideas, directions, try to get in their shoes, understand their painpoints and their strengths. I even do heavy research for them. Sometimes I even do the work for them, when they have a problem they do not know how to solve. Not only because I want to help them. But I think, mostly out of curiosity. I see it as an opportunity to learn more about a subject or an angle I haven't researched before. Curiosity drives me in oh so many wonderful places. So many promissing horizons.
And yet...
I spend so much time to 'solidify' an idea. Say it perfectionism, procrastination, fear of failure, fear of critisism, I don't know. Maybe and probably, all of the above... They are either stopping me from actually putting something in place or driving me nuts with how much time I have to spend in order to 'deliver' and implement the idea, without 'flaws'.
Anyway, I stop here because I am about to turn this comment into an article!!!
I want to thank you for your posts and sincerity.
And... it is one of the very few times I wrote a comment or a post without spending hours reading and correcting and polishing every word... I just re-read it only twice.... ;)
ps. Actually -since I am new to the Substack writers' universe- I spent more than 10min researching whether or not I should share this comment to Notes. :D
Ugh, I have been procrastinating starting an idea I had for a youtube channel a while ago, so this hit hard. There rately is a perfect time to do anything. I too have lost countless insights to the sands of time. I need to start carrying a notebook again like I used to when I was younger. I cant make my brain see the phone as a notebook, so I never use it as such. I think the physical act of writing has something to do with it.
I have so many ideas it hurts. All seeds with potential. I jot them down, but how to plant them? Which ones do I nurture? Who is listening?
47 😂 I think I have 47,000.