“I love to travel, but by the time I’ve made it past airport security I need a very large glass of cabernet, a deep-pressure hug and a place to rest immediately — perhaps a therapist, too,” writes Meg Raby. She explains: “Inside my brain is neurodivergence, meaning I have a brain that works in a way that might not be what is common, or neurotypical. Sure, there is an expected level of anxiety most experience when traveling, but to the extent that I and other neurodivergent individuals experience it? I’d wager not even close.” And today she’s talking about the challenges involved, as well as the organizations who are trying to make the experience better. Check it out. |
