There’s a specific kind of moment that a lot of neurodivergent expats describe usually somewhere between the plane ride and the first few weeks in a new country where something quietly shifts. The scripts you’d spent years memorizing don’t apply anymore. The social rules are different. And for the first time, your “weirdness” either disappears into the background noise of being a foreigner, or it becomes impossible to ignore. https://www.meetup.com/cmcomcollective/events/314486115/
