Hi friends!
I don't post here much anymore because I dramatically cut my social media time by 1/10 the last few months.
That's been incredibly worthwhile for my mental health,
and for deprogramming masking I started as part of a chronically online community that doesn't always reflect my values.
Maluenda, a large Maine coon looking cat with long hair that is grey, black, brown, and white. He has a white lower face with a brown nose, and spotted paws. He's laying sideways on the couch with one ear smushed over.
Chiron holds Maluenda on their belly, and he is leaning up to lick their nose
Maluenda standing at an open window on his hind legs looking through the screen
Maluenda, a large Maine coon looking cat with long hair that is grey, black, brown, and white. He has a white lower face with a brown nose, and spotted paws. He's looking ultra fluffy and laying on his back on the couch, his tail dangling off, head against a husband pillow
Bonus: Familiar update!
Maluenda is about 10lbs and turns 1 on the 14th this month!
He's had 1 obstruction removal surgery, and he seems B12 deficient, so he's now Mr. Fishes: he gets tuna for breakfast and dinner.
He's incredibly vocal and loves new people!
Worst thing he ate: a croc strap.
And yes, the croc strap is what required surgical intervention 🤦🏻♂️
Maluenda, a large Maine coon looking cat with long hair that is grey, black, brown, and white. He has a white lower face with a brown nose, and spotted paws. He's laying sideways on the couch with one ear smushed over.
Chiron holds Maluenda on their belly, and he is leaning up to lick their nose
Maluenda standing at an open window on his hind legs looking through the screen
Maluenda, a large Maine coon looking cat with long hair that is grey, black, brown, and white. He has a white lower face with a brown nose, and spotted paws. He's looking ultra fluffy and laying on his back on the couch, his tail dangling off, head against a husband pillow
Bonus: Familiar update!
Maluenda is about 10lbs and turns 1 on the 14th this month!
He's had 1 obstruction removal surgery, and he seems B12 deficient, so he's now Mr. Fishes: he gets tuna for breakfast and dinner.
He's incredibly vocal and loves new people!
Worst thing he ate: a croc strap.
Which is all to say, logging off has been cool and affirming.
I'm gonna continue very rarely scrolling, to keep focusing on becoming more present + more connected.
So if I don't know wtf is going on with you lately, it's nothing personal. That's something I'd have to learn in conversation instead
Moving through my local community with compassion, patience, and intention gives others a chance to learn from me, and I from them
Meeting people where they are without a mob tweeting angrily lets us acknowledge one another, align on our agreed perspectives, change minds with actual conversation.
I know not everyone is in a position to change minds across the aisle, particularly the most vulnerable among us. They shouldn't all have to be.
But I also see how our collective stance of ostracizing those who don't adhere to a perfect standard isn't getting people off the fence and on our side.
This also gave space to recognize where I compromised my values by falling into the chronically online well of ideological purity
instead of upholding my real values about personal accountability, community/interpersonal repair, growth, and meeting people where they are.
Autistic masking to fit in
But I do note how easily I've fallen out of the loop on my pals I mostly kept up with here.
As much as I'd like to stay more informed, taking an instant messaging approach instead of keeping abreast of others on socials has been healthier for me.
The time I spend devoting more hours to meditation, art, spending time with friends, mindfully moving through life, going outside
instead of doomscrolling
leaves my nervous system more resourced to do *more* of life, rather than less.
It's worthwhile.
And some of them, I still very much am!
when it comes to others, like the agoraphobia, I parted with the fear long ago,
but still found myself homebound by habit, funds, transport, circumstance.
And just like other deconditioning for recovery, sometimes it means doing the hard thing: going out.
I totally understand why some of us still spend more time indoors+ online.
There are many perceived barriers for those of us chronically ill/Disabled/immunocompromised, or suffering from agoraphobia, unable to access transportation, broke, isolated or scared.
I have been all of those things too.
Time on the Internet has long been a highly dissociative experience all my adult life,
reconnecting with my body and engaging mindfully with what I do have been really essential.
So has going outside, not just to literally touch grass, but to engage with my local communities.
Hi friends!
I don't post here much anymore because I dramatically cut my social media time by 1/10 the last few months.
That's been incredibly worthwhile for my mental health,
and for deprogramming masking I started as part of a chronically online community that doesn't always reflect my values.
Welp okay everyone go home I unintentionally demonstrated the point of the exercise on myself
...I had to limit the number of times I used Brian Molko and Alan Cumming in Cabaret in my sexuality collage graphic.
The limit is two apiece otherwise it looks like a fucking shrine to gender ambiguity and leather kink 😂😂😂
...ohhhhhhhhhhh 😳
I "assigned" a friend the task of mood boarding their sexuality thoughts and desires while they were confused but too exhausted to explore in other ways.
So I started making my own in solidarity/as inspo
and realized I can't remove genderfucking from desire?
The struggle continues.
Collecting donations towards our escape from this tent in a bigot's backyard to the apartment we've been offered in California.
The daily expenses of the homeless disabled life continued to hold us down. Anything helps! 🙏⚒️💕💸🏳⚧♿💜
I wish mental health disorders were seen by everyone as the invisible disability that they are. I had someone last week tell me that I shouldn’t write about my bipolar here where I’m identifiable and I’m like … if you had an arm chopped off in your 30s do you think it would ever come up?
Please share and donate to Mr. Wylder's survival fund! Donations have slowed down recently.
"The Boulder feels no conflict destroying Kid Rock!"
pussy like Shai Halud
Thank you to the hands slowing our descent. 💜🥰
I want to live, & I appreciate those of you who very literally buy us time, & those of you who boost us regularly & repeatedly so more folks might. We desperately want more time together.
I am not just asking I am BEGGING as loud as I can for help!
Please consider helping now, a big push of small (or large) donations could set us up to have a shop so we dont have to continue constantly begging our survival & can help others more often!
linktr.ee/wylder
“But can’t we use the master’s tools just this once, as a treat??”
Here’s my talk about Lorde’s master’s tools, which got such a heartening reception in New York. Thanks to everyone who turned out—professors, students, poets, activists 🌱
I often think a lot of folks in the polyamorous trans community struggle with cultivating discernment,
especially once you're attracting people as your real self!
But without that discernment, self-worth, and boundaries, we indiscriminately partner with dumpster fires who help us waste our energy
BBC News headline: Frankenstein is monster success at Venice film festival
Actually, Frankenstein is a doctor success at the Venice film festival
"It is the worst of times. Children no longer obey their parents and everyone is writing a book."
-Cicero
