Over two years, the author navigated housing challenges and complex aid services and governmental systems while living with disabilities. With the help of advocates, they faced obstacles but eventually secured stable housing and quality of life. The importance of Advocate support is emphasized, highlighting systemic flaws in aid services.
Tag Archives: Validity
Letter to myself and those who Neurospicy resonate.
You don’t have to be anyone other than yourself. It’s okay to have boundaries and to protect them. Do your best to look after you, you were born without the handbook, it’s okay to mess up and learn from mistakes, at least you know that you really do your best with what you have to work with, if those people can’t see that, those people are not Your people.
Genital and Reproductive Systems
Realistic Sex Ed for Adults
Your Family Deserves Your Happiness
Do you need permission to seek your own happiness? To persue Love? Do you need permission and reassurance to get a divorce? To be told the kids are going to be okay? To come out ? To be your authentic self?
This one is for you.
Drowning in Queer (trigger warnings see tags).
What happens if noone throws you a lifebuoy? Be someone’s lifebuoy today. It’s not difficult, I’m not asking alot, simply give space to your queer friends to express who it is they truly are.
A snapshot into Life with Chronic Anxiety and Depression.
A Snapshot into Life with Chronic Anxiety and Depression.
Touch Depression/Deprivation
You’re Not Hard To Love.
Stay away from those who say you are hard to love.
When a D/S dynamic dissolves.
It’s okay to be devastated when a dynamic dissolves.
We don’t always deserve to WANT love, but we NEED it.
We, most of the time, don’t deserve the love we are freely given in the beginning. What’s important is that we strive to BECOME deserving.
Long-Term Illness & Kink
Some people like me have Long-term conditions that can totally take over their lives. Historically, I’m an intensely sexual person whom can withstand and enjoy even the most extreme forms of kink revolving around pain. There’s a part of me that craves pain, on a regular basis. A part of me that gets completely submerged in pleasure and pain creating the rare occupancy of a blissfully blank mind. There’s a part of me that wants to go all night long collapsing in a puddle of bodily fluids.
