๐ŸŒ€ Trios: The Word That Echoed and Became Mine

Lately, one word has been stuck in my head. Not in a scary way, not even in an anxious way—just... there. Over and over again: Trios.

I don’t speak French. I’m not trying to count in another language. But “Trios” keeps looping like a quiet song inside me. It’s echolalia—something a lot of autistic people experience. Our brains sometimes get fixated on certain sounds or words, not because they make sense, but because they feel right.

And honestly? I’ve decided to claim it.

Trios is now my stim word.
It’s soft, smooth, rhythmic. It rolls off the tongue like a gentle stream. It doesn’t jab or scratch like some words do. It’s calming, comforting, kind of mysterious. It feels like something magical.

I don’t need to explain why it’s stuck. I don’t need to justify it. That’s the beauty of autistic brains—we experience the world through sound, rhythm, pattern. And sometimes, a word just clicks.

So I wrote a song about it.
I turned “Trios” into something powerful—a grounding spell when things get loud. A soft chant when I need to regulate. A way to come back to myself when I feel scattered.

Because sometimes, we don’t choose our stims. They choose us.
And maybe this one picked me for a reason.


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๐ŸŒŸ Do you have a stim word?
Ever had a sound or phrase loop in your head just because it felt good? I’d love to hear what yours is. No judgment here—just shared understanding from one neurospicy brain to another.

Stay weird. Stay magical.
Trios, trios, trios...

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