💜🌈 CitizenPressDog 🌈💜

Hello everyone! Right now, I’m relaxing in the den with a cup of coffee while I enjoy some knitting. Today, I went live on TikTok twice, with plans for at least one more session. Though I haven’t received much interaction yet, I’m staying positive. I sometimes feel a bit disconnected socially and wonder if my social skills need more work, even though I’ve seen recent improvements. When I share myself on TikTok and other platforms, I sometimes worry my efforts go unnoticed, which can be a little discouraging. Sharing my thoughts helps me clear my mind, even if responses are scarce. I wish I had more ways to connect with others. Sometimes I think about whether I wish I wasn’t on the spectrum or not, but I really cherish what makes me unique. I’ve been following the news, and the incident at the correspondence dinner struck me as strange and concerning—especially that someone could enter with a weapon. It’s so important that security is tight, especially when the President is outside the White House. Erika Kirk’s reaction to the incident was quite emotional; it seemed the most expressive I’ve seen from her since her husband was removed, though I still have many questions about how that happened and who was involved. I don’t usually buy into conspiracy theories, but I do think this situation deserves a closer look because I feel the full story isn’t being told. Same with Nancy Guthrie, who’s been missing for nearly three months; I don’t trust the local sheriff’s department much, and I’m skeptical of the federal government’s handling, considering the lack of new information. I tend to prefer independent reporters and YouTubers who focus on ground-level journalism, which is why I support them financially. For instance, I recently bought a magazine with Jennie Garth on the cover—one of the few physical magazines I purchase when I find interesting articles, otherwise I read online. Sometimes, I feel like just retreating into my basement for a long while, but my current apartment doesn’t have all the amenities like a full bathroom and kitchen. If it did, I’d probably spend more time down there. When my basement was built, it didn’t have a kitchenette or bathroom, but I wish it did. If I knew my autism and misophonia were as severe as they can be, I’d have moved downstairs in a heartbeat. Still, when my ankle pain from arthritis gets bad, I wish I had a full apartment down there—more than just a studio—to make things easier.