I like to think about the “beauty of little.” Few people, a few close friends, a few adventures. So often I’ve been told, “Come on, do more!”
But inside that “little,” I have the chance to be “everything.” To be fully present and fully aware.
My batteries don’t last that long! Every single thing carries a very specific weight for us neurodivergent folks. Trying to understand concepts that don’t come naturally to me, or other people’s expressions and feelings, takes a lot of energy. Managing social situations drains even more. And anything unexpected usually drains me further.
So “little” means being able to give 100% to what really matters. Sometimes I manage it, sometimes it feels impossible. But I love the “little”.
And if I ask you “how are you?”, it’s because I’m really asking you. It means you’re part of my huge “little,” which I take care of almost obsessively. If I’m asking you, don’t brush it off — it means I value you so much that I’m investing every bit of me, every bit of Alessio.
A personal journal about neurodivergence,
music, and the courage to be understood.