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Audhd Unfiltered, Le Plateau-Mont-Royal, QC (2026)

02/07/2026

We really need to stop mixing up intelligence and knowledge.
They’re not the same thing. Not even close.

Someone can have tons of diplomas, tons of theoretical knowledge… and still lack judgment, listening skills, intuition, creativity, or openness.
And on the flip side, there are people who didn’t have the same access to school, but who understand life in a deeply sharp and brilliant way.

Intelligence isn’t just about collecting facts.
It’s what you do with them.
How you observe. How you connect ideas. How you adapt when the context changes.
It’s your ability to think, to question, to imagine alternatives.
Not just to memorize things by heart.

I remember my ex once tried to teach me PHP.
He’d tell me “write this” or “put that there”, and I kept asking, “okay… but why? why this symbol and not another one?”
And the answer was often, “nah, you’ll understand later”.

Sorry. I can’t.

I can’t learn if I don’t understand.
If I don’t see the logic, the meaning behind it.
Learning without understanding, for me, is just stacking emptiness.

And also… intelligence doesn’t make someone “better”.
It should never be used to look down on others, to mock them, or to crush them.

Intelligence is way more complex than we like to think anyway.
It’s not just an IQ score.
You can be very intelligent and still have learning difficulties.
And that takes absolutely nothing away from your worth.

02/07/2026

I honestly don’t get bored very often when I’m alone.

But put me in a room full of people, with noise, unspoken social rules to follow, and no real connection… yeah, my brain checks out hard. Deep boredom. Premium edition.

It’s not that I don’t like humans.
It’s not that I’m snobby, cold, or antisocial.
I just need meaning. Calm. Authenticity.
And yeah… stimming too.

Letting my mind wander for hours, creating, thinking, building ideas out of thin air… that’s never boring. It’s actually nourishing.
My inner world is anything but empty.

But a work happy hour where I’m supposed to fake interest in the weather or office gossip?
No thanks.

At that point, my soul just quietly… leaves the room 😇

So if you’re like this too, let me reassure you.
There’s nothing wrong with you.
You just have an inner world that’s too rich for surface-level interactions.

02/06/2026

You know those phrases like “what you’re going through is here to teach you a lesson” or “the universe only gives you what you’re ready to receive”.

It looks nice on Instagram.
It sounds deep.
But in real life… it’s not always like that.

The truth is, things happen.
Beautiful things. Awful things. Absurd things too.
And a lot of the time, there’s no hidden reason, no secret message, no deeper meaning to decode.

It just happened. Period.

After that though, yeah. We do have a choice.
We can choose what we do with it.
We can decide to give meaning to what we lived. To turn an experience into a lesson. To see it as a redirection, or something that helps us move forward.

We can tell ourselves a story that soothes us, supports us, helps us keep going.
And that part… that’s beautiful. That’s human. That’s powerful.

Personally, even without believing that “everything happens for a reason”, I often look at the opportunities I never would’ve seen if that event hadn’t happened.
When a path gets blocked, it forces me to look around. To realize that hey… there were other paths. And sometimes, they even look better.

Not because the universe planned it all.
But because we are capable of creating meaning after the fact.

02/06/2026

A lot of people think they communicate well just because they can name their emotions.
And yeah, that’s already something. But… it’s really not the whole story.

Good communication isn’t just saying how you feel.
It’s how you say it.
It’s how you listen, too.
And it’s also WHEN you say it.

It’s speaking from “I”, instead of throwing blame.
It’s listening to understand, not just waiting for your turn to talk.
It’s not cutting the other person off to bring everything back to your point.
It’s not getting defensive the second someone expresses a need that challenges you a bit.

Communicating isn’t about winning a debate.
It’s about co-building a relationship where both people can feel heard, safe, and respected.

And honestly… it’s also about talking about what’s uncomfortable BEFORE it becomes a point of no return.
Naming a discomfort when it shows up, or not too long after.

Because you can’t build something healthy if the other person doesn’t even know that what they’re doing is creating discomfort for you.
You can’t ask someone to “do better” if they don’t know what’s not working.

I find it sad that healthy communication has become a skill you have to learn.
Like it’s more normal to yell, ghost, or be passive-aggressive than to speak honestly.

The truth is, healthy communication isn’t really natural in our society.
You have to learn it. Practice it. Relearn it sometimes.

It’s not your fault if no one ever taught you that.
But it’s also not a reason to never try.

Because relationships, no matter the type, don’t survive on the illusion of communication.
At some point, it has to become real. Active. Authentic.

And yeah… it can be learned ❤

02/05/2026

“But it’s your mother…”
“Family is sacred.”

I don’t even know how many times I’ve heard that.
Like a biological link automatically matters more than respect.
Like being a parent gives you a free pass.
Like setting a boundary is some kind of betrayal.

But no.

You don’t have to endure abuse just because “it’s your father.”
You don’t have to tolerate manipulation, put-downs, threats, silent treatment, or emotional blackmail just to keep the peace or protect appearances.

You’re allowed to take distance.
You’re allowed to say no.
You’re allowed to protect yourself.

Giving birth isn’t a medal we’re supposed to worship.
It’s a responsibility toward the child.
Not a lifelong debt the child has to repay by shrinking themselves in silence.

You don’t owe them your discomfort.
You don’t owe them your energy.
You don’t owe them self-erasure just because “it’s family.”

A real bond is one that respects your integrity.
One that doesn’t crush you.
One that doesn’t make you doubt your worth or your reality.

And if peace required distance, that’s legitimate.
Even if it upsets people.
Even if no one around you understands.

At the end of the day, your safety matters more than loyalty.
And your mental health is worth more than a last name 💛

(And before anyone pulls the “you must not have kids to say that” card… yes. I do. Three. Three amazing human adults (or almost). And yes, I mean what I say. And yes, I apply it to myself too.)

02/05/2026

My ADHD brain is like a tab manager that’s completely lost control.

I open one idea… and while it’s loading, three more pop up.
And then there’s a nuance that insists on being included.
A detail that’s not that important, but also kind of important.
An anecdote that fits way too well to be ignored.

So I talk in spirals.

I start at point A, take a detour through D, E, F, and sometimes I even forget where point B was supposed to be.

I write the way I think.
In layers. In bubbles. In parallel paths.
(With parentheses… (that contain other parentheses… (that honestly deserve their own paragraph.)))

My style isn’t linear.
It’s a mille-feuille of ideas stacked on top of each other.

And if you’re ADHD too, I know you’re following.
Actually, while you’re reading this, you’ve probably already opened two new tabs in your head.

That urge to explain everything… because no idea ever comes alone 😛

02/04/2026

Human Resources…

The name says it all if you think about it for two seconds.
Human resources.
Not “humans with resources”.
Not “employee well-being”.
Just… resources. Human ones.
Like we’re talking about materials, inventory, something to exploit, optimize, and replace when it wears out. Exactly like physical resources.

Okay… maybe it’s just me seeing capitalism everywhere. Or maybe not.
But I’m also from the school of thought that says words carry psychological weight… so yeah.

And then we act surprised when people are burned out.
When they feel disposable, unvalued, interchangeable.
When they stop wanting to give their famous “100%”.

If you treat humans like resources, you can’t expect them to thrive.
Or to be loyal. Or engaged. Or genuinely invested.

We’re not photocopiers.
We’re not software.
We’re not built to perform until exhaustion just because it looks good in an Excel spreadsheet.

We’re humans.
With limits.
With needs.
With strengths.
With different rhythms.

And honestly, maybe it’s time to rebrand not just the department… but the entire management mindset that comes with it.

Working in a team where you feel human.
Where you feel understood, supported, respected.
Where your strengths are seen and valued instead of constantly trying to “fix” what doesn’t fit…

That should be the norm.

02/04/2026

There was a moment when the word “woke” turned into an insult.
And honestly... that didn’t happen by accident.

Originally, being woke meant being awake.
Awake to injustice.
To systemic discrimination.
To power dynamics that keep hurting the same people over and over (started within the black communuty).

But now, you’ve got people saying “I’m not woke” with pride.
Like it’s proof of intelligence.
Of common sense. (lol)
Of being “neutral”.

Except refusing to see things isn’t neutrality.

Being anti-woke isn’t just “having a different opinion”.
It’s refusing to acknowledge that the system benefits some people while crushing others.
It’s being more bothered by words like “inclusion” or “equity” than by the very real exclusion real people live every day.

And let’s be honest for a second.

The people who say wokism is “exhausting”, “annoying”, or “aggressive” are rarely the ones dealing with injustice.
Most of the time, it’s the people the system already works for.

So yeah.
If being woke means seeing what hurts, naming what’s unfair, and wanting a world that’s a little less violent for the most vulnerable people...

Then yes.
I’m woke.

And if that bothers you more than the injustices themselves... maybe the problem isn’t the word.

02/03/2026

Yes, I’m a psychosocial worker. I work in mental health.
But at the same time, I’m also autistic. And I have ADHD. Both. At the same time.

That’s not something I “outgrew” by becoming a professional.
I didn’t become neurotypical with time. I didn’t change my brain.

That’s just who I am.

What I learned over the years is how to live with it.
How to understand myself better.
How to listen to my brain instead of constantly trying to force it to work like everyone else’s.

Of course my studies helped. A lot.
I learned about the brain, emotions, relationships, human behavior.
That knowledge genuinely improved my quality of life.

But it didn’t erase my neurodivergence.

Noise still overwhelms me.
I still need my bubble.
I still take things very literally.
Routine is still what keeps me regulated.

And that’s okay.

My job isn’t to make people “normal”.
It’s not to teach them how to mask better or pretend to be neurotypical.

My job is to help people build a life that works with who they are.
A life that respects their rhythm.
Their needs.
Their limits.
Their strengths.

That’s exactly what I’m trying to do for myself too, day after day.

Not to look functional.
Not to fit into a mold.

Just to live in peace with myself.

And honestly... that’s already a damn beautiful path. ❤

02/03/2026

Your nervous system doesn’t lie.

When it screams that it’s too much, that’s not laziness.
It’s not you being dramatic. It’s not a character flaw.
It’s a signal.

We live in a society that glorifies endurance to the point of burnout.
That applauds people who “push through” like burning yourself alive is some kind of badge of honor.

But your body doesn’t care about social norms.
Your nervous system doesn’t speak in concepts or logic.
It speaks in sensations. In tension. In crushing fatigue. In shutdowns. In tears you can’t even explain.
In that feeling of “I just can’t be a person today”.

What you might be calling being too sensitive, not resilient enough, not strong enough…
is often just you finally feeling what your body has been trying to tell you for a long time.

And if you keep waiting for it to be reasonable.
To calm down.
To adapt to a pace that’s too much for it…

You might miss the message.

Because the longer you ignore the signals, the higher the cost gets.

Listening to yourself isn’t a luxury.
It’s not a whim.
It’s survival.

So yeah. Your nervous system doesn’t lie.
It’s not a weakness.
It’s a compass.

You just have to stop walking straight into the storm when it’s telling you to find shelter.

02/02/2026

Sometimes, what hurts the most isn’t realizing you did something wrong.
It’s realizing you did something with the best intentions in the world… and it still hurt people you love.

You didn’t mean to cause harm.
You were trying to do the right thing. To protect. To be honest. To set a boundary. To say something that mattered.

And still… it hurt.
You see the pain. The disappointment. The shock.

And then the doubt kicks in.

You start wondering if you should’ve stayed quiet.
If you should’ve handled it differently.
If your need was really worth the consequences.

That moment is rough. Really destabilizing.
Because you’re holding two things at once. The knowing that you acted with integrity… and the pain of seeing someone you love suffer.

But acting with good intentions doesn’t guarantee that no one will get hurt.
Sometimes it just means the situation was complicated. That needs collided. That there wasn’t a perfect solution.

Loving someone doesn’t mean you can protect them from everything.
Sometimes it just means being able to stay present, even when it’s uncomfortable.

And that doesn’t take away from your kindness.
It doesn’t take away from your heart.

It just means you’re human.

02/02/2026

I want to bring a bit of nuance to something I see all the time.

We throw the word “narcissistic” around way too easily.
Someone lies, manipulates, lacks empathy, or hurts others and boom… "narcissist".

But reality is a bit more complex than that.

A lot of the behaviors people label as “narcissistic” actually line up much more closely with traits of antisocial personality disorder.
Chronic lying.
Manipulation.
Lack of remorse.
Using others to get what they want.
Disregard for social rules.

And the thing is… we often forget that this disorder even exists.
Or worse, a lot of people don’t know it exists at all.

Narcissistic personality disorder and antisocial personality disorder are not the same thing.
They can look similar to some on the surface, but the mechanisms underneath are very different.

When we put everything in the same basket, we blur important distinctions.
We flatten complex realities.
And we end up diagnosing people on Facebook with words we only half understand.

That doesn’t mean the harm people experienced isn’t real.
That doesn’t mean toxic behaviors should be excused.

But using the right words for the right realities helps us better understand what we lived through… and helps us stop reducing everything to a single label.

Psychology isn’t a collection of buzzwords.
It’s nuance.

And sometimes, just remembering that more than one disorder exists already changes the whole conversation.

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