Prejudice/discrimination against neurodiversity/people with invisible disabilities is often seen as more acceptable than against race/ethnicity, due to most of society only preferring familiarity and appearance and sometimes disguise "fear and hatred" as "accountability". One group of people who label neurodivergents as the overused buzzword "narcissists" are usually job colleagues or just nobodies. Another group who undo or never use that same overused buzzword are either family, friends, etc.. Whether people are correct or incorrect, it is considered rude to use the same buzzword. The buzzword became very trendy right when MAGA Cult revealed themselves and began falling apart.

https://youtu.be/vLPo8lHVAQg?si=YDQLu48XpVH-bzpq Just driving and blasting

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I took my concepts into another AI art engine and made some improvements to the codex for some more dramatic pictures to get some inspiration from. This is as probably as good as my design is going to get without actually hiring an artist. Next up, I'm going to try and get a character promo video done with some lines voiced. I have the voice clip, just gotta lip sync it to a video and hope that it works the first time because of the huge credit cost.

I know already said it, but geez... soooo much cringe writing... Random plots. No plots. Horrible lines. Characters with no depth or consistency. Filler scenes just to kill time that have nothing to do with the story. Random narration to explain the scene because they utterly fail to portray it with the art, voice acting, or the script. It feels like they decided to make this seasons anime out of a middle school writing contest.

@gabriel_true Day 147: The weather report was in fact correct: it was cold outside today and it did snow slightly – but! It's fine because the snowing didn't last long, now it's still cold, but the sun's been shining to melt away the few flakes that did fall. In other news, I told myself that I didn't need more than one cat in a game I'm playing. It's that game Heartopia that I've brought up before, and the first cat I'm referring to is the one I told you about that I had to remove the roof of my home for because he kept climbing up there and not coming down lol, his name is Clawdio. Well, the more you upgrade the cat-caring hobby, you are able to adopt more than one cat...and I resisted the temptation to buy more each time I visited the pet store for cat food, but this time I really couldn't help it! I now have two new cats named: Snowcap and Goldilocks and they are so adorable! I couldn't resist them because Snowcap is a pure white cat with sleepy looking eyes XD, so I couldn't pass him up, and Goldiocks is a female cat (with orange-ish yellow looking hair) with rbf eyes (she looks so fierce and pretty I needed to buy her). Soooooo, yeah...I now have three cats and a dog (her name is Corvette). After buying those new pets and some accessories/an automatic cat feeder for them I only had 2k in my bank account in game...yet somehow as I kept playing the game for a couple more minutes, I looked to see if I hopefully made anymore money since then (in game currency helps you buy land plots to expand your land, so that's what I've been saving for), and I ended up with 100k+ coins XD. I don't know how I achieved that in the 20-30 minutes I was playing, but I'm not complaining. - Hooray For Easy Money!: Wei

I’m honing in on pride thanks to listening to my pastor every morning. There has to be less of me and more of God—less of my way and more of God’s way. When I look at my fight as a narcissist and someone who struggles with schizophrenia, I sometimes find myself asking, “God, why haven’t you acknowledged what I’ve done?” I see that I have more awareness than a narcissist is supposed to have. I try to be vulnerable and completely honest in my reflections in search of truth. I even rely on God’s word when I reflect or write. I’ve learned that I can validate my heart, and I’ve learned to stop my primitive instincts to defend myself. I no longer try to control people, and I no longer need validation if it’s not God’s validation. You knew how blind I was when I first discovered I was a narcissist. I was ruled by impulses that were outside of my awareness. Over time, I’ve even learned to discern the tricks of the schizophrenic voices. Personally, I feel like I’ve come a long way. I’ve even made my girlfriend happy to the point of tears. For a long time I wondered when God would acknowledge my effort. But today I realized that while I have worked hard to grow and change, every good thing in my life is still a gift from God. My effort matters, but the strength and opportunity behind it come from Him. Humility recognizes that every blessing, every success, every outcome, and every reward ultimately comes from God. James 1:17 — “Every good and perfect gift is from above.” I understand now that part of being refined is learning not to take pride in what should belong to God. The glory was always His, not mine. 2 Corinthians 12:9–10 — “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. Weakness was meant to humble us so that we rely on God’s strength. John 15:5 says, “I am the vine, ye are the branches. He that abideth in Me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without Me ye can do nothing.” I did the opposite of being humble. I became more proud of my strength the more hardships I had been through, as if my strength produced the fruit, when apart from God we can do nothing. I felt more and more deserving of glory as time went on. I just wanted to be a good and strong soldier and be acknowledged by God. I wanted Him to see and acknowledge my effort in some way. But that would have kept me prideful. Zechariah 4:6 says, “Then he answered and spake unto me, saying, This is the word of the Lord unto Zerubbabel, saying, Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, saith the Lord of hosts.” I thought my might and power would be recognized and that’s how my spiritual tasks would be completed. But it’s not by might or power—it’s by the Spirit. And even the strength I thought I had was never my own; it was by His Spirit. So now I return the glory back to Jesus where it rightly belongs. There has to be less of me and more of Jesus—His way, not my way. I hope and pray I continue to be humbled before the Lord. I still want to be a good and strong soldier; I just know now where the strength comes from. I no longer have pride in my successes. I now have gratitude for the One who carried me to them.

I imagine I look a bit awkward listening to music sometimes. I'm a maladaptive daydreamer, so it's easy to get lost in the scenarios I make up inside my head.