Your screen name is... a choice.

TW: bullying

Yes, I know, thank you.

I'm going to tell you why I chose it.

See, I was very badly bullied as a child. Why? Well, hindsight being 20/20 and all, it was because I was hella neurodivergent, and the neurotypical kids had no idea what to do with me... beyond make me the school scapegoat. And the first thing they did was get a hold of a derogatory nickname, and use it against me fiercely. I learned this game very early.

I also watched closely when Gen Z joined the internet. It became very obvious very quickly that they are Not Kind, as a whole. Especially to people my age.

So, I chose the cringiest screen name possible. I want you to call me Auntie, you can't use that as an ageist slur against me. I even took it a step further to add the "yr" prefix, the cheugiest, most Millennial way to present myself. Yeah, I'm fucking uncool. And I'm owning my uncool-ness. I'm making my un-coolness part of my brand. Try to bully me for being a cheugy Millennial when I have acknowledged, accepted, and embraced the fact in my screen name alone.

And trust me, you will find nothing to cancel here. As much as people love to hate my "pretentious" AuDHD delivery in the comments, I'm simply a mirror. Always have been. Being hated for absolutely no reason other than being different and my difference rubbing the sameness the wrong way is a lifelong condition for me. Hate me all you want, but you will find nothing to cancel in my blogs. Simply opinions and personal truths gleaned from first-hand experience and observation over a very diverse life. And yummy recipes, if you're at the other blog.

And if you're Gen Z and you're reading this, I hope it gives you pause that your generation is so damn mean that you triggered a childhood trauma response in a neurodiverse lady with a fake hip so hard that she branded her recipe blog in a way that challenges a whole age group to throw some fucking hands if they want to comment on her age or sense of humor.