It’s my third re-birthday, which means it’s been three years since my medical crisis. That is wild for me because for the first year or two, I was just living day by day. I didn’t really have a plan for the future. I did last year, but I didn’t really get onto it as a… Continue Reading
The day this is posted is my actual re-birthday. That is, the anniversary of the day of my medical crisis, September 3rd, 2021. Here is yesterday’s post leading up to this post. In yesterday’s post, I rambled about this and that as is my wont. Today, I want to list my goals for my fourth… Continue Reading
My third re-birthday is coming up. It’s the third anniversary of my medical crisis–well, it will be the day after the day this is posted. September 3rd, 2021. That was the day I died–twice. And came back to life–twice. Sometimes, I think I should have chosen the day I woke up as my re-birthday, but… Continue Reading
Yesterday, I was talking about a post on Ask A Manager that talked about how to deal with a man at a convention who was annoying/harrassing several attendants of the con. I meandered hither and yon and never addressed the first person who said it was ableist to ban someone because of their disability. It’s… Continue Reading
Many times, creepy dudes try to excuse their behavior or other creepy dudes’ behavior by whataboutautism?! Meaning, they pull out the ‘maybe they’re on the spectrum’ card at the merest whiff of the c-word (creep). I was reading today’s Ask A Manager column, and there was a question about a middle-aged man at a con… Continue Reading
In the last post, I was talking about how different parts of myself can’t be compartmentalized. I also mentioned that I was a socialist and an anarchist, but those aren’t separate things. I’m also a pragmatic capitalist. And yes, I made up that term just now. What I mean by it is that I acknowledge… Continue Reading
I’m back with more about masking, what I consider ‘normal’, and why I’m a social anarchist. And, yes, these are all connected. Maybe just in my mind, but they are connected. Also, this was the last post I wrote. By the way, I will forever be grateful to Ian for pointing out that he thought… Continue Reading
In my attempt to write about how I’ve struggled to be normal all my life, I got massively derailed into delving into my family dysfunction. It’s related, but not what I really wanted to talk about. I ended the last post by noting that old people sometimes cite their age as an excuse for retro… Continue Reading
Labels. It’s not the main thing I want to talk about, but it’s important. Why? Because as much as I’d love to be free of labels, it’s not going to happen any time soon. More importantly, as long as we live in a society that thrives on slapping labels on people. We must know who… Continue Reading
I want to talk more about neurodivergency. In the last post, I talked about how for most of my life, I just assumed that I was a broken person or that there was something wrong with me. It wasn’t until I talked to my friend, A, that I realized that a lot of what I… Continue Reading