When contracting, you want to work for a place that uses a lot of contractors and understands the budget. Don’t do one-off work for mom-and-pop shops that will contest every nickel, set a day rate or week rate with a big co and go.
When taking a salary, you want a place that takes its values seriously and really prioritizes the well-being of its staff. My last job was like that when I worked there, but new leadership started killing benefits and being dishonest about it etc.
Now I’m at @ModeAnalytics and it’s great. We ship a killer product while running a business that prioritizes the well-being of the employees. I’m surrounded by colleagues I respect and learn from.
I make good money, but contracting would still pay more.
So why stay at mode? Because contracting is two jobs, hustling to get the work and then doing the work. It’s unstable, it’s harder on you overall in my experience than a salary _at a good company_.
Contract if you’re being exploited, even to the same shitty company.
I have twice quit salaried jobs that weren’t treating me well after establishing myself as highly skilled. In both cases I was able to continue on as a contractor for significantly more money (2-3x) for the same work.
This path is open to you, if you are close to indispensable.
Btw we are hiring at mode.
There’s FE work available, which largely involves a ton of angular AND angularjs.
There’s backend work, which is Ruby on Rails.
Hit me up if you’re looking!
(If I refer you I get a nice little recruitment fee, full disclosure.)
Mode has at least a couple of neurodivergent folks, and is flexible in terms of wfh and other accommodations moving forward, even when the office does reopen.
Another note here: the worst jobs are salaried jobs that treat you like a contractor (no real stake, you're just closing tickets) or contract jobs that try to make you feel like you're salaried (they expect unpaid overtime, sacrifices from you etc).
Most companies legit suck.
It takes a while to find the kind of place that fits all of your personal needs. Once you find it, you hold on to it because it's hard to find again.
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Being autistic is seeing the blue-and-black dress when literally everyone around you insists it’s gold and white.
You either lose yourself in the pressure to give up your own perspective or you lose the shared experience of connecting to others, who think you’re nuts.
Note in the PROFESSIONAL MEDICAL LITERATURE about autism that @AnnMemmott constantly reviews the doctors take “seeing the dress as black and blue” as pathological, paranoid, not rooted in reality.
These are the people who train the people we rely on for support.
In this metaphor, some autistic people are able to see the white and gold dress too, with effort.
Very few allistics anywhere ever put in the effort to see the black and blue dress.
“Masking” is when those of us who can see both pretend to agree its white and gold all the time.
Do you know about the Wake, as its known among its scholars?
The book begins in the middle of a sentence: "riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend
of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs."
The book ends in the middle of a sentence. Are they the same sentence? Yes and no. The book is about loops, iterations, archetypes, shapes. It's the story of a family, but they're not really explicitly described. They show up in dreams, as anagrams, as snatches of character.
Suspicion: autistic people are particularly susceptible to religious trauma, because to us the hellfire and damnation is real af and we are USED to being rejected.
It leads to a weird, bleak nihilism to be told god loves you so much he’s going to torture for eternity.
(This is part of why I'm sure that James Joyce was ND, probably autistic. Large parts of Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man are about living with a visceral fear of hell, and about how ultimately it's not sustainable for our kinds of brains.)
This ultimately leads to the sickest burn in modernist literature. Stephen Daedalus, at the end of the book, confesses to a friend that he's lost his faith.
"You mean you've become a Protestant?!"
"I said I've lost my faith, not my reason!" comes the retort, and I laughed hard.
CPTSD happens when you feel _unsafe_ for a sustained period.
Your parents don't have to have been abusive monsters, you just needed something that scared you in your life and around which you felt the need to be careful.
Growing up like that can give you CPTSD, which is hell.
Were you not believed about something that scared or hurt you?
Did you feel the need to behave perfectly to earn your parents love?
Did you have a teacher that just insisted you were a bad kid when you weren't?
These can all lead to CPTSD, I think.
How do you know if you have CPTSD?
One easy way is that you're terrified of abandonment and rejection, because you learned that your entire value as a person was based on being accepted by someone who didn't accept you unconditionally.
You’re the main character, but you’re also the story.
The story is the main character in a story about itself, which is itself.
See?
What kind of story are you?
This is kind of what therapy helps with. Talk therapy is about telling your story over and over until the contradictions and compromises fall out.
In a very real way, getting your life together is a question of getting your story straight.
We are narrative animals. It’s the fundamental truth of our nature that we exist as characters within stories that exist within the confabulator running on our brain hardware.
No wonder we get confused! Reality is virtual, and those dynamics are non-obvious!