Danielle Katsouros
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I’m building a trauma-informed emotional AI that actually gives a damn and writing up the receipts of a life built without instructions for my AuDHD. ❤️ Help me create it (without burning out): https://bit.ly/BettyFund
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I’m Not Whining. I’m Seething.. Content Warning.
Let's be crystal fucking clear. I’m not writing because I want pity. And don't bother with thoughts or prayers. I’m writing because I’m living in a body that’s collapsing in slow motion while everyone around me keeps suggesting I “try counseling or CBD or $10 Tea."
By Danielle Katsouros5 months ago in Poets
The Night I Lost My Hero
I was fifteen when my father died. He had esophageal cancer. He drank milk constantly, chewed through TUMS like they were breath mints. For years, he just called it heartburn. He worked in a factory, ate spicy food, lived hard, and kept going. The diagnosis came late, and the end came fast.
By Danielle Katsouros5 months ago in Confessions
