As a person who has primarily lived in very low population areas, I find it hilarious when people are scared of outdoors noises because... that's exactly how I feel about city noises. Wdym the weird noises from the badlands are scary? Have you heard your own habitat? Giant fucking diesel trucks rumbling right past your window and you give zero shits. Nah, give me back the screeching mountain lions any day.
Sometimes, I like to think that people are the product of their time alive. A conglomeration of experiences. It hurts me to think that way because then I would be nothing more than a photo album full of fear and abuse. Other times I think that maybe there is something innate to a person. Some part of them that can't be taken away. It hurts just as much to think like that. To think that maybe there's some part of me that's locked away, or torn to unrecognizable shreds. Most of the time I think it's both. It hurts, but I live with it.
I wish the default for me was "pretty good." I wish that nothing new happening meant my day went well. Unfortunately, I don't get that. If nothing out of the ordinary happened today, that means I was tired, I was in pain, and at least once I nearly cried. When I say nothing happened and you assume that means my day was alright, know that you were so, so wrong.
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I love towns named Livingston cause like shit u right, u sure do live there
Putting oil in my hair makes it feel so nice highly recommend but also I am ten seconds away from drinking it coconut oil smells so good wtf
I woke up with a migraine this morning. My sister's dog, a retired service animal, will NOT let me alone. It's been five years, and he is still the goodest of boys.
Step 1: Get incredibly bored
Step 2: Become incredibly distressed overwhelmed fact that I am bored
Step 3: have a fucking seizure because of stress
I am becoming convinced that able-bodied people do not actually know what experiencing pain is like based on the way they talk about it.
To me, developing chronic pain gave me this moment where I was like, "Oh, this is what being in pain is ACTUALLY like. I am 24, and I have to learn how to be in pain." Sure, I've had twisted ankles, I broke my arm, I've had the flu. Temporary pain hurts and is valid, but you don't learn how to actually be in pain until you are in it all the time. It's a hard lesson to learn.
YOU KNOW WHAT that trend there was in the mid to late 2010s of putting a unicorn horn on literally everything was actually pretty rad. That aesthetic was actually like not bad. Gimme the pink and teal flowers, glitter gold accents, and cheesy calligraphy.
Transphobes b like :"You can't just expect me to change how I talk just for your comfort!" And then expect me, autistic, to change how I talk for their comfort all the time every day.