Aug 29, 2023
Me: oh i sure have liked not ticcing all that much these past few weeks I’m sure todays going to be the same-
My brain: :)
Me: no
My brain: :) time to yell
Me: nO
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Me: oh i sure have liked not ticcing all that much these past few weeks I’m sure todays going to be the same-
My brain: :)
Me: no
My brain: :) time to yell
Me: nO
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When your disability is disabling
Pretty much since I started putting my art online I've struggled with like... How to do that.
How to do it safely, how to do it in a way that feels organised and makes sense, how to have my art reach the people who are gonna enjoy it.
I think part of the problem is that I'm not dedicated to it in the same way that others are so I post so rarely. But I'm also too scared. I'm scared of my art getting reposted as someone else's and I'm scared of my watermark being too obstructive and I'm scared I'm taking myself too seriously and I'm scared of taking myself not seriously enough and I'm scared of ai and I'm scared of spending money on a domain or a website for something I'm not as invested in as my other hobbies.
And I'm still figuring out what to do about that. I think I might go back to putting up any hobbies. I might also do a bit of a clear of old stuff. Restart. And maybe if it's about more than drawing I can justify paying for a domain.
Something really cool happened yesterday
So my Nan has a dog, she’s the cutest thing ever, her name is Luna.
She was climbing all over me, sniffing me, licking my face etc. specifically sniffing where my sensor was, which she’s never done before. Once we managed to get her off me, my sensor actually alarmed that my blood sugars were low
So my nans dog actually detected my blood sugars were low before my sensor went off
She also came and checked me after she got back from my walk, and was satisfied I was better
Hello there I forgot I had this account but I’m BACK
I’ve started writing fanfiction in the last week or so, and now I’m writing a fic about a character having tics like mine because I feel like there’s not enough fanfiction of characters with a tic disorder.
And we’ll, they say write fanfiction for yourself so let’s do this
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Ughhh I found out something that my store manager said to my line manager about my tic disorder and it’s actually pissed me off so badly and I’m not sure how I’m going actually around the store manager now
Background to all of this: two years ago on Easter Sunday I had a really bad tic attack. Like, REALLY bad. I’m talking eye rolling tics so bad I was basically blind for 45 minutes and it was the first attack I cried in frustration over. So now I have quite bad anxiety around Easter and that affects my tics as well
So I made a plan with my line manager that I wouldn’t do long periods of time on the till, because that makes my tics WORSE. But no. My store manager decided to override that and try and put me on the till for the day.
I actually stood up for myself and told him that no, I will not be doing that.
And this motherfucker!! He then went to my line manager later and said he feels like I was “putting it on” with my tics and that I “wanted to be lazy” !!!
I already knew I had a target on my back because I’m disabled. Didn’t expect the ableism to show that badly though. This man had the AUDACITY to say that to someone who’s had to physically hold me up to walk because I couldn’t actually stand properly due my tics. The audacity. And I work for a company that supposedly prides itself on being diverse.
I have synesthesia and once we figured that out it made things make so much more sense.
I used to describe my pain by describing the “pitch” -so a stinging pain is really high pitched, but an achy, dull sort of pain is really low pitched - and it always confused my parents.
Then we realised that I can hear my pain. Which is why I would describe it as pitches.
Add on the fact everyone has a colour and when I think and interact with them all I can think of is that they are that colour. My two best friends are yellow and blue, while my sister and brother are pink and blue. My mother is blue, and my father is red.
Its an interesting thing, to think other people don’t experience the world like I do
Hello wow I’m back to complain a little bit about how I had two different people today tell me “you’re not disabled”
Interesting take when by UK law, I am classed as disabled. I have a chronic illness. Actually I have TWO chronic illnesses. Plus my tic disorder. Which I’ve had for,, 4 1/2 years.
So yes I am disabled and it took me 2 years to even use that word. Now I am proud of using it. I have HIDDEN disabilities. That doesn’t mean I’m not disabled.
The fact that two people who I know and are my friends told me “you’re not disabled, you’re just unique” made me feel a bit off today. Being disabled isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes it’s just life. Telling me I’m not disabled won’t change the fact that I AM