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health anxiety

Hello–how are you doing?  I have a lot of anxiety, including social anxiety.  A weird thing about me is I worry about the past.  But one of the worst anxieties for me is health anxiety.  It’s tied into family pain and fear of death, which can be incapacitating. The way I frame my own experiences… Read More »

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confusing people helps

Hello–how are you doing?  I was thinking about a question my housemate-friend asked during the disability justice / fat liberation skillshare that I led for my community.  I realized that confusing people helps. truck dudes It was the part about dudes yelling stuff at me from their trucks.  I’m happily minding my own business, riding… Read More »

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events

Hello, how are you doing?  Disabled and cute, like me?  Maybe fat and happy, like me.  Or tired and brilliant, like Ming.  Good hearted, like both of us.  I want to tell you about timing for events, when it comes to disabled people. timing I hate when events are not kept to schedule.  Feels sketch… Read More »

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things we’re not supposed to talk about

“Hey, dear.  My asshole feels burning, sort of like I ate a hot chile.  Is that ok?” I asked Ming. “Yeah,” he said. “Only I didn’t eat a hot chile.  Maybe it’s from when I had diarrhea, previous night.  Did that ever happen to you?” I asked “Yeah,” he said. “Oh, but you always eat… Read More »

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fat zine archive

Hello, how are you doing?  Hopefully enjoying life, finding moments of intense pleasure within stress and heartache, like delicious bright blueberries in the muffin of existence.  I hope you’re loving yourself however you are today, a valuable miracle of survival.  I want to tell you about this fat zine archive that some people I admire… Read More »

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feel your feelings

I ponder the damage done in the world by people who hate themselves.  Mostly because they don’t feel their feelings. “I think people hate themselves because they do bad behaviors.  And they do bad behaviors because they don’t let themselves feel their feelings,” I told Ming.  “And that makes them do more bad behaviors.” luxury… Read More »

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heavy

Hey, I would like to express a preference to you.  It’s that you don’t use heavy to mean bad.  I don’t want to be language policey, but it hurts me.  Thanks for considering. Heavy can be really good, like me.  This is my body–I love my body, and if you don’t, that’s ok.  But please… Read More »

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fat folks tarot

Oh hey, something exciting happened.  My good friend Ariel said I can use her name in my blog.  Wow!  Thank you, Ariel.  Another exciting thing is my Fat Folks Tarot deck arrived, a gift from two good friends who live elsewhere.  What a supportive, kind gift to nourish my well-being.  I was so happy.  I… Read More »

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my body

“There must be something normal about my body.  I just gotta find what it is,” I told Ming.  I was laughing. “I’m a pretty normal height,” I said.  “I really like my height!”  Ponder ponder ponder.  “My eyes!  Brown is a normal eye color, right?”  Ponder ponder. I considered my fingernails.  Nope, they are strangely… Read More »

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qigong

This blog post is formed as a letter addressing my friend who teaches qigong.  I thought it might have a broader appeal, talking about health, therapeutic relationship, fatness, and grief.  I don’t go into how qigong helps me feel amazing–my body feels free and loose, almost magical, humming with goodness.  Another time I will explain… Read More »