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
I got bored with my way of titling (and numbering) my posts so I’m switching it up. I will be talking about the same thing I was talking about yesterday, but I slapped a different title on it. Here is yesterday’s post. I was musing about how gaming helped me realize (agonizingly slow over time)… Continue Reading
Here’s the thing about gender. In an ideal world, I would not have to think about it at all because I don’t care about it (to an extent). Just as I don’t think about religion or children unless someone else brings it up. In that ideal world, I would just be a woman and people… Continue Reading
I don’t like thinking about gender because I genuinely get fucked up when I think about it too hard. My mother has been an unrpentant sexist all her life. But in a very weird way. Why weird? Because she did everything she did to cater to my father, and one of his firm ideas was… Continue Reading
If I were 20 years old, I have a hunch that I would be thinking a lot about gender. K and I talked about how if we were thirty years younger, we probably would both be nonbinary. I have mentioned before that of all my female friends/family member who are qeustioning/have questioned their gender, we… Continue Reading
One of the most frustrating things about having a background in psychology and a fairly in-depth knowledge of my own behavior and why I act the way I do is that it doesn’t make it any easier for me to actually do anything about it. In fact, it makes it harder sometimes because then I… Continue Reading
I was musing in the last post about my rebirthday and how it’s coming up. Well, that’s what I meant the post to be about, but I meandered into family dysfunction once again. Which isn’t as far a stretch as you might think, actually. I have spent decades unlearning the toxic things I’ve been taught… Continue Reading
We’re coming up on my third birthday. Obviously, not my real third birthday, but the third anniversary of the day I died (twice, and came back to life). That was September 3rd, 2021, and it’s a day forever etched in my mind. Which is funny because I don’t remember any of it. My brother has… Continue Reading
Before my medical crisis, I had an excellent memory. I could remember the names of everyone I met and never had to write anything down. After my medical crisis, this all went to hell. Understandable as I had a stroke–a significant one. to put it bluntly, I wasn’t expected to wake up (I was in… Continue Reading
In the last post, I ended by musing about how I sort of fell into polyamorous relationships. It was never my idea, but I wasn’t against it, either. In fact, if I had not been indoctrinated into the belief that monogamy was the only way to be, I probably would have gotten into nonmonogamy/polyamory sooner.… Continue Reading