It was probably about a month ago now, but I’m not going to engage a rigid search for evidence to confirm or rule out the possibility of one more or fewer weeks. It was after a long and already heated discussion had taken place in which I made a public call for concrete action against … Continue reading »
Category Archives: Disability
Lessons From Raccoon Medicine
If you know who I am, I already know part of what you’re thinking: what in the world is this whitey talking about with this “raccoon medicine” nonsense? Well, it’s not nonsense to me. In fact, I hope you’ll pay close attention, because we can all learn from what I’m about to detail here. My … Continue reading »
Let This Be A Lesson To You
On December 13th (just passed), I fled the house where just the day before, I had just been called an ignorant cunt, where my face had been spat all over, and where a man reached out and grabbed me by the throat before turning me against a wall and squeezing. I did this because, though … Continue reading »
Money
I love and hate money. I love the illusion of freedom it gives me when I have it (once a month), but I hate the illusion of poverty it gives me when it’s running out. And all my life, I’ve lived in perpetual fear of the money running out. But something is finally changing within … Continue reading »
Familiar Places
My present living arrangement involves sharing the main floor of a house with two men. Both remind me of different aspects of my father. Psychologically, I am back in the house I left behind more than ten years ago. And physiologically, I am secretly returning to my old familiar places as a result. Mark One … Continue reading »
Jennifer’s Twitter: On My Mental Health
Did you write all this before or after you read my first letter to you? I couldn’t help but notice it’s conspicuously missing from the series of updates you posted about my blog on FetLife. I guess you didn’t think being phoned up by the cops and being told to cut the exact same shit … Continue reading »
Dissociative Identity Disorder
“Dissociative Identity Disorder. Or, well you know, Multiple Personality Disorder in layman’s terms.” The words just rolled off my second psychology professor’s tongue. My heart silently dropped to my ankles in my chair, as my pulse spontaneously sped up and my face flushed. He continued lecturing on Axis II diagnostic categories in the APA’s Diagnostic … Continue reading »
Body Memories
My body remembers everything my psyche holds back. It tells me when to fear for my safety, when I am somewhere familiar and terrifying, about to repeat an event that I’m not safe enough to remember yet. My heart speeds up and every hair on my body stands on end. I begin to panic. Even … Continue reading »
Gay-Bashing & Trans-Misogyny: Why I Identified Us As White
Yesterday night, in the middle of writing my 10-week follow-up to anti-misogynist action, I created the following image macro from the original photo (which is in yesterday’s blog post), and posted it to Facebook: I have since been asked why I felt it necessary to identify my friend and myself as white, while a minority … Continue reading »
A Friday Morning Unusual
I have been struggling without my emotional compass for a few weeks now, experiencing very intense but brief bursts of acute emotional awareness, and slipping away again into numbness and dissociation within a mere couple of hours. This has been the emotional context in which the marked majority of my entire life has played out … Continue reading »
