The Thing Is That My Personality Has Always Been As Too Much - I Was Too Loud, Too Enthusiastic, Too

the thing is that my personality has always been as too much - i was too loud, too enthusiastic, too eager. and i had teachers who made me believe that i can fit in, because they fit in even if they, too, were loud, sarcastic, overly animated, cynical. i loved teachers who were like me, and i respected ones who were nothing like me

turns out that being Miss would take me creating a whole new, acceptable personality. i don't want to live a life in which me being myself is a weakness. i deserve better.

everyone dunking on that automated fleshlight sex toy needs to remember that disabled people get horny too ok 💜

Only Day 2 of being back at work and I can feel my mental health plummeting.

Please accept my apologies if my autism based replies become very slow again.

lonely nights

i like to think about how devastating & jarring it must feel to be resurrected. like especially right after first Coming Back. wrenched back into your body. like surfacing from being held underwater. limbs feel fucky. everything is too heavy. loud. bright. too many sensations at once. but also i fully believe at some point there is a period of euphoria and burst of energy that feels like it has nowhere to go. this is what i call “the zoomies”