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The Dollhouse

As an autistic person, I often struggle to understand the origins of my feelings, in spite of the fact that they overwhelm me. Creating content like this helps me understand myself better. It helps me to reframe the narrative of my experience, contextualizing all within the landscape of family dysfunction, and the disconnect between my experience and my parents’ perception of me.

Defining R^p3

The social medias really do not want me to share this information, but I believe it is vital to victims’—to survivors’—recovery from sexual trauma. Had I access to this information when I was 16, I may have ended my relationship with my abuser much sooner. I may have mitigated some of the traumatic impact of that relationship. Had I access to this information at 20, I may have begun to recover from the trauma then (rather than in my 30s), because I’d have had language to articulate my experiences, and it is only through the external articulation of trauma that we find healing.

Survive It, People

Wanna know how I Survived the Shit?! I finally, after a million years, recognized that it came from someone else to begin with! Don’t get me wrong–I am a firm believer in taking personal responsibility for my own actions–but personal responsibility does not require accepting responsibility for things others do to me.

What’s in the Attic?

Imagine your mind is a house–for your thoughts. Your thoughts are the residents. In this analogy, the unconscious is the attic or the basement–the storage space for all the shit you stash away–the shit you don’t want to see or even think about.

DDS: OCD and Shame

When I was 12, my family was a battlefield. The three other members were embroiled in contentious arguments, while I played (or attempted to play) the role of peacemaker. Because I considered myself the family diplomat, I repressed anger and rage.