Deep in the forest, under the glow of the moon, I—Sasquatch, the legendary yet slightly awkward cryptid—sit beside my collection of carefully chosen treasures: a smooth river stone, a leaf shaped like a heart, and a particularly round acorn. They’re gifts I’ve been gathering for months, small tokens to show my affection in my ownContinue reading “Sasquatch’s Guide to Neurodivergent Love Languages: Penguin Pebbles and Weighted Blanket Hugs “