The counselor looked me in the eye with great understanding as she said that I would probably have ups and downs, like a rollercoaster, for the rest of my life. There would be times I would be depressed, and there were times I wouldn’t, but they’d alternate throughout my life. This was 10 years agoContinue reading “On Highs and Lows”
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Living In The Pandemic: An Autistic’s POV
This pandemic hasn’t been easy on anyone. We all long for it to be over, or at the very least for some semblance of certainty and routine to be established. Yet over a month in, I’ve been noticing ways that I, as an autistic person, have some challenges that might be worth sharing. So withoutContinue reading “Living In The Pandemic: An Autistic’s POV”
Keys To Resiliency: Hope, Joy, and The Next Right Step
I have a confession: the isolation of the COVID-19 pandemic is really getting to me. The uncertainty of how long this will last, the disruption of normal routines, the lack of control over how this affects my life…all of these present unique and unprecedented challenges, at least to me. Yet what I do have extensiveContinue reading “Keys To Resiliency: Hope, Joy, and The Next Right Step”
Practicing Faith Alone: Lessons From A Christian With A Wicca Past
Hi all! I was inspired to make this post because many Christians, used to corporate worship, are struggling in this time of isolation imposed by the COVID-19 pandemic. I thought, as a Christian with a long history of solo worship, that I should some of the lessons I have learned in the hopes that they’llContinue reading “Practicing Faith Alone: Lessons From A Christian With A Wicca Past”
Poem: Confronting Fear
FearIs an old companion.When I was youngIt ruled meIn ways obviousAnd hidden.I confronted itAnd I grew.Overcame many of my fearsSwore never to concede again.Yet fear is trickySubtle and ever present.New fears arriveOld fears return.The testIs to not give upHold onto hopeResist the slideInto anger and hate and despair.My destinyThe destiny of all who serve theContinue reading “Poem: Confronting Fear”
Poem: Grow Your Beard
When I was youngI wanted a beard.Thought it looked coolNothing more.When I was a young manHair started sproutingThe time to shave had come.My body betrayed meMy hand too weakMy coordination too poorMy hair growth too fast.Always spots I would missHated how I lookedHated that my failureWas all too obviousLiterally showing on my face.Many a-timeI toldContinue reading “Poem: Grow Your Beard”
Comfortable In The Nude: A Case Study of Body Confidence, Star Wars, and The Dragonriders of Pern
When I was around the age of 10, I started to become increasingly frustrated with my body. It did not perform as well as I would have liked, it was not developing the way I would have liked, and it was becoming more and more a source of ostracization and shame from my peers. YetContinue reading “Comfortable In The Nude: A Case Study of Body Confidence, Star Wars, and The Dragonriders of Pern”
On Mental Health: Tips, Tricks and Advice
This post is inspired by Bell Let’s Talk Day. I acknowledge it’s problematic, as Bell’s corporate culture does not adequately support mental health, and talking about mental health one day a year does not undo stigma and marginalization the rest of the year–but I also do think the hashtag should be utilized for the fundingContinue reading “On Mental Health: Tips, Tricks and Advice”
Poem: Hope Falters
My heart is heavyMy soul cloudedWith grief and shame.You betrayed your trustUsed your powerFor a dark end.Though I could never condoneI have hopedFor redemptionFor change.Yet when we meetSigns aboundRed alertsBlare in my mind.You askFor newsOf a community you hurt.NewsYou now have no right to.You boastOf how many you talk to.How manyHave forgiven your harm.I lookContinue reading “Poem: Hope Falters”
Poem: Afraid To Touch
When I was youngLearning about pubertyI was curiousAnd oh, so afraid.I always loved deeplyBut was oh, so alone.Fascinated by my bodyBut afraid to touch.Afraid to grow.Afraid to explore.When I was a teenBecame a point of prideThat I had not succumbedTo my baser nature.But pride was a maskMask of fear and shame.It wasn’t untilI left myContinue reading “Poem: Afraid To Touch”
The Dreamers' Corner 