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yesterday one of my coworkers who usually greets me didn't notice when i got in. today she greeted me with excessive enthusiasm to make up for it. my ego is through the roof
normalize being dogshit amateur at your special interests and hyperfocuses. no more autistic savants. yes i am very into that topic no i am not good at it. we exist <3
not autistic, but i approve of this. i may have long-term hyperfixations, but that does not make me not useless at them
I cannot describe in words my desire to start a cat blog. My cat looks so stupid rn. This feeling is only eclipsed by the desire to never be recognizable on the internet. Wat do I even do
mfs be like "are you single or taken" and like technically im single but that implies that im availible, which i most definitely am not so yes im taken. im taken by me. you cant have me.
this is me. I actually told a friend at school in regards to romance "im not available," but then i had to explain what i meant. no i am not available, but not because im with anyone. i just don't wanna
I am completely on board with this
I'm always taken aback when someone asks me if I have a boyfriend because I've convinced myself so much that people perceive me as a sexless entity roaming the mortal world in search of something incomprehensible that I'm surprised the people around me see me as like.... a cishet
I just came out to my mom as aroace, and I cried so much. I'm not even totally sure why. I told her that I was planning to go to a Pride event (this is my first year actually celebrating Pride). She's very Christian and definitely wasn't happy I was going, but she respects my decision. She also accepts to a degree my being aroace, but she doesn't think I need the label for it. She thinks it's fine for me to be not interested in anyone, but that it's not really that unusual. She was so sweet and comforting when I started crying, but I just couldn't stop. I felt horrible for disappointing her, even though I know that I want to support the queer community. I felt like a traitor to my community because I wished I could have stayed closeted forever just so she'd be happy. I love her so much. She's my only safe parent. I know she still loves me, and this won't change much, and she's happy I was honest with her, but I wish I was still closeted. But maybe I shouldn't feel that way? Maybe I should be loud and proud? I mean, I am proud of who I am. Figuring out I was aroace was so freeing. But I wish it didn't hurt this much. Idk I'm rambling now
Tag yourself! I'm somewhere between F1 and F2!!
I feel like I fluctuate along the F row. Like sometimes I am the most woman and fabulous and feeling it, and sometimes I am a goblin creature of the void here to cause chaos and problems, but most of the time I'm just here and doing my thing and vibing. Probably usually F5 or 4, because I would consider myself very woman flavored