A Mother in Love’s Name Only

My mother loved me, and she still loves me. I used to question that, but then too I used to think that ‘Love’, especially the familial sort, included having responsibilities to a person; I’ve realised since that love is just an emotion. A powerful emotion, but not one that carries a contractual agreement. Between me…

Socially Weird Behaviour?

Let’s talk about a subset of behaviours which are considered weird and sometimes due to their oddity are called ‘socially unacceptable’ but which aren’t inherently harmful or dangerous to anyone else; specifically I’m talking about stimming. For those who aren’t familiar, stimming is the word for repetitive sensory stimulating behaviours, such as: bouncing your leg,…

The Hungry Wolf

CN: this post includes mentions food insecurity, and discussion of eating habits What time is it Mr.Wolf? “Dinner time!” My mother makes a big show of leaning back while fake roaring, scoops me up and pretends to naw on my leg, barely surpressing her own laughter. Now, I can’t put an exact age to this…

Anxiety, the Invisibility Potion

Que the awkward shuffling of my feet. Sorry folks. I don’t have many people who are likely to have noticed my existence, so my absence could hardly make a large impact, but I disappeared from this blog for a while. That is to say, I never really left, I just sort of suddenly couldn’t cope…