I Was Sexually Abused By My Best Friend Back When I Was A Little Autistic Kid. I Was So Much More Vulnerable

Due to being unable to know when I'll be able to eat, there is no breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I simply "do the food thing." My whole family calls it that.

Reblog with what you renamed *activity done because of disability or CI*

For example, i call putting on kinesiology tape 'disability arts and crafts'

I didn't know whether to call it eating or drinking bc it's drinkfood so i started calling it feeding. Like a vampire. Because it's a liquid diet. I think i'm very funny

Guys I just searched a tag on ao3 and got no results. I'm simultaneously like oo look at me having creative thoughts, and also I just wanna read fanfic.

Autism mood: I understand logically that what you just said was metaphor/hyperbole/sarcam/otherwise unserious, but my gut reaction is still to respond to it as if it was serious.

people with tooth decay aren't bad people. they aren't lazy either. neither are they unclean or irresponsible. tooth decay doesn't make you a bad person. you don't deserve mockery, judgement, or tooth pain for having any. the only thing people with tooth decay deserve is healthcare.

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.

Orange toed tree frog is a fabulous name -^-

They call ‘em red eyed but I try to use as little light as possible when I peek at them at night, so their orange toes are much more striking

But if you call them orange toed tree frogs that somehow sounds much less cool

Me having elderflower tea with a bit of honey

One of my ancestors from the 1600s: that's my favorite :D

Mfs when I'm unable to feel guilt

Mfs when a trauma response makes someone an asshole and isn't just some cute uwu quirky part of their personality