Why gender is like horoscopes.
The tenderness Is unspeakable. However, it is tangible. . You pull me Into the warm, satiated sea . You say you fall into trances easily. So do i. It's in the nature of creatures like us. . But i've chosen to tread the bottom of the sea with my feet dry. You swim. You even … Continue reading Parting the seas
It's time to harvest the fruit that grew on the dung In fact, thats largely still buried beneath and within it. 33 years of dung that i could classify as fakeness an hell As stepping away from the soul and self-obliterating That i could throw away But then i would have no foundation. So the … Continue reading Dung
This is to the magician whose love has the power to manifest as a physical reality about 6288.64 km away. So you don't see your strength. You are crazy. You think because I have determination and can lash out at people and spirits to stay where their place is, I'm strong. That's violence and helplessness, unless … Continue reading Love is rain at the roots. (Love poetry.)
This is another one about the intersection of being autistic and transgender. Content alert: talks of periods, bras, and such (if that freaks you out, as it does for me occasionally). I have described the painful way in which I lived through the switch from (genderless) "child" to "woman" here, after having read a few … Continue reading The autistic type of gender dysphoria?
Very personal account of turning suicidal thoughts around to acquire determination and skill in nipping in the bud that which kills (the soul) slowly. Although the subject matter is heavy, this is not graphic or negative. Still, trigger warning if you are in crisis: personal plea, please get help.
This is a personal article about the intersection of being on the spectrum and ... I'm not sure what to call myself at this point, but I'm neither straight nor cis. Sometimes I just use "queer" as another term for "whatever". . Can you live with your gender? I've spent my puberty (since about age … Continue reading One disaster of an aspie puberty in a female body (featuring gender dysphoria, gayness, BPD and spirits)
Late last year, perhaps in November, I decided to not be depressed anymore. A lot of crap had happened, and I was feeling crappy. I could sense myself going into the tailspin that I know really, really well – after hundreds (if not thousands? let me calculate the years) of repetitions. . Mindful, repetitious observation … Continue reading Is depression a choice?
Another snippet from a facebook discussion, this time initiated by one lamenting his situation of being not just an empath, but also gay. Knowing all this and more, I had to add my two cents, which I'm recycling here for the sake of preserving this personal document for posterity and those who can relate, or … Continue reading The queer empath and multiple outsiderhood