Sometimes when I close my eyes long enough. I forget where I am, and that anything exist. Like I'm in a endless void, this is one of the few things that truly feels real. Cause even if everyone leaves, I'll always have the void to help me feel safe.
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Sometimes when I close my eyes long enough. I forget where I am, and that anything exist. Like I'm in a endless void, this is one of the few things that truly feels real. Cause even if everyone leaves, I'll always have the void to help me feel safe.
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AlterSpecies Initiative
A proposal of an new option to the term 'AlterHuman' Even though its intention was to bring many of various nonhuman or variant human identities under one umbrella, I noticed, by using the term, its first impression of communications left out those who identify as soley non human. I noticed it garnered more misunderstanding for me and what I wanted to express wasn't being met. Others would come with me with 'so you're still human just another version of it' and then I'd end up having to explain again and again. So I propose an expansion to this term , AlterSpecies. With AlterSpecies the intention is the same as the coined term alterhuman, for an *optional* term you can use yourself and an umbrella term. I think it better includes everyone, looking at its roots. Alter, meaning other, or a variation of something Species , can refer to whatever one or more species you Identify as. So it would be, instead Alternate Species Identity Perspective (ASIP) if it were to be used in and expressed amoung therapy scenario. This way, I think those who identify as wholly non-human can use the term *if they so wish* to get more quick understanding and first impression of vocabulary. Any one who identifies also as human in any combination can use it as well, this is just to allow more semantic variation ! Also you can insert your own species identification for even quicker communications, like AlterDragon AlterWolf, Ect. I think this would better suit as an umbrella term if you don't like using otherkin as an umbrella term, plus adds more wiggle room to personalize without getting too different. Those who identify as wholly nonhuman already get a lot of judgment as per how we identify , being seen as "unbalanced " when we live just as fullfullingly as any other individual who identifies as human and non human, so this term, i feel, its first impression keeps us in mind. I hope this , at least gives another option out there who might feel uncomfy with AlterHuman as an umbrella term option! Again, this is just an option and doesnt seek to eliminate any term, only add options to compress ideas for personal understanding and processing purposes! #AlterSpecies #AlterHuman #Otherkin #Therian #Multiple #Multiplicity #Nonhuman #non-human #nonneurotypical
I had an amazing time in Columbus at #creativepeptalk . I got to meet @lisacongdon and she is even more amazing in person than I imagined (I got her some chicken fingers because that's how we make friends in the Midwest, obvs). I got to know @andyjpizza and am feeling very inspired and not just because he bought us pizza at midnight (although that doesn't hurt). It was like they were each speaking to one half of my brain, I can't wait to read their books and keep this creative momentum going! #creative #inspiration #adhd #nonneurotypical #nonbinary #trans #acceptance #art #findingyourvoice #whisper (at Columbus, Ohio) https://www.instagram.com/p/B25yk_tHKbS/?igshid=18dtbfku36iib
When I made these drawings for Intuitivo, there were times when I couldn't help notice how much the feelings of these kids resonated with me. I think this is why I was so much into this job for the first place. We all need help sometimes, and the team of Intuitivo is dedicated to helping kids! 🙌 Don’t be afraid, don't let your mind tell you that you can't do hard things. You really can! • • • #selfcare #mentalhealth #nonneurotypical #childpsycholgist #kidswithanxiety #beyourself #inspiration #mindfullnessforkids #characterdesign #freelanceillustrator #childrenillustrations #kidliart #digitalillustration #wacom #childrenswritersguild #illustratorsoninstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/B0Vi3EChmr7/?igshid=18smmc6oshaub
It isn’t a mentality issue...
So this happened on my awesome friend’s FB post about an amazing guitar player. I think it just illustrates how able/neurotypical people think and talk about disabled/ill people... and treat us...
Me: Ah, this makes me miss playing. I might be getting a new (old) acoustic soon. I have to relearn everything.
My friend’s friend #1: I've been saying the same thing, can't wait to move to my own place and get my guitar and music out of storage 😊
Me: Yeah! :D I miss singing, too. Luckily, I kept a lot of my old music and books. I hope I can use the guitar my mom has for me. It was my stepdad's and is kinda a weird "learner" guitar from the 70's. I need a small one, I think it might be too big. But maybe it will make do until I can get something smaller. I have bad arthritis, which is a large part of why I stopped playing years ago. I was too much of a perfectionist back then, now I just want to play for the fun of it.
Friend’s friend #2: I dropped guitar for 4 years after playing for 10... picked it up. Closed my eyes and my muscle memory took over! You'll pick it back up quickly.
Me: I hope so. I dropped it 16 years ago after playing for about 3 years, and have memory loss and cognitive problems.
Friend’s friend #2: If you're interested... theres a book called Zen Guitar. Great book. Its about how to condition and clear your mind to play guitar. Pic of cover for reference *I know he’s just trying to be encouraging, but it feels ableist- cognitive and memory problems =/= something going on in my mind. More like in my brain. No amount of meditating or whatever gets rid of it- I do meditate and a lot of other things that are supposed to help clear one’s mind. This is more like a computer glitch than anything, happening in my brain, and it is due to injury, trauma, and illness. People who don’t have these issues might pick it back up quickly, but for someone like me, it can be a real, ongoing struggle to learn, no matter how much I want to or how good I was in the past.* *This is pretty similar to the way a lot of my family treats me (though sometimes they’re not so mild), so I guess it was kind of triggering.* *Not to mention everyone has a book that will cure/help me, and I’m overloaded with “reading assignments” and information, and overwhelmed by it- reading is not as easy for me as it used to be. A lot of people assume I want to read their book recommendations, too. When was the last time any of them read a book I would recommend?*
I want to be knowable by you
The need to be known, not cheaply or superficially, but truly, is the tension whose release provides the pleasure behind a lot of poetry. There is a drive to have our experience validated by being understood or shared. That’s the hunger that is sated by top lyrics, that is the core mechanic that makes most poetry tick.
I have spent my life feeling too bizarre to even really exist. I spend my professional life passing for neurotypical, tucking myself into a professional shell as tightly as possible, always aware of the bits bulging out untidily. This compression robs me of breath. Even on a space like tumblr, I am cautious and self-conscious. Who I am could so easily be used against me.
And of course there is that old deceitful fear that no one who knows the real me could accept me, that I am too strange for any human to understand. There’s its companion lie that to try and fail would be a kind of death.
But if I choose not to be knowable, to stay tucked and pressed and folded, then I am the one choosing suffocation. In loving and being loved, knowing and being known, pain is inevitable; in the same way, existing bodily in the world will necessarily come with discomfort and anguish.
I choose to exist, to not cease to be. I choose to move through time and space in a physical self that is more than my vehicle. I choose to unfold, slow and layered though that process may be, for “where I am folded, there I am a lie.” Over and over, I have made this choice, sometimes with white knuckles clenching railing, with no more faith than Thomas waiting to see His hands.
It is a conscious choice. Again and again, I have seen suffering become endurance become character become hope, a hope that does not disappoint. I am no longer in danger of ending my physical life, in part because I have seen how this works.
Now I am trying to choose to be knowable, to be known, which is a very different form of choosing to be alive.