Introjection, the Highest Stage of Kinning
sorry if i forget your name, im really bad at remembering peoples names.
i dont even remember my own name half the time.
I can't stop thinking about a plural future. I can't stop thinking about the day a plural kid goes to school and won't be forced to "get rid" of his "imaginary" friend when he gets older. About the day a plural kid goes to university and joins a plurality affinity group and takes a class about disability, neurodivergency, and plurality in society. About the day a parade rushes through Washington D.C. flaunting icons of intersecting rings and ampersands, joyous and unafraid. About the day non-discrimination policies say that you can't discriminate against someone on the basis of their multiplicity. About the day a system can introduce themselves in public as Jackie and Johnny, not just Jackie. About the day a presidential candidate gets on stage and tells the nation that they believe plurality is real and worthy of respect. About the day someone talking about their sysmate is as normal as talking about their partner. About the day a system dies and the names of all of their sysmates are carved on their gravestone. I can't stop thinking about the day that we are unbound and happy. May we never lose sight of that day.
proxy system culture is a tired host
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well, we just came out to our mum as plural.
it seemed to go well, she seemed accepting of us. still very nervous of how shes going to act about all this tomorrow tho.
but honestly im really feeling exited to be able to use "we" and "us" without question and to proxy for everyone else in here openly.
it feels nice to be out.
Me when I was a "singlet": I wonder if my system friends think it's cheesy when I say "ya'll" or "you guys" to them.
Me knowing I'm a system, after someone just referred to us as "you guys":