Hello–how are you doing? Have you ever called a suicide hotline? How was it? People I know and respect share suicide hotline number materials on social media. I find the whole thing confusing. Here are my questions. Have you ever called that number? How were you treated? What happened to you? Was the person at… Read More »
“I respect you–I respect your process. I respect your disabilities. Yes, I respect your needs. I respect how you do power,” I said to Ming. He was packing us up so we could return home after a weekend at the Oregon coast. “Wow, yes. I love how you do power,” I said, marveling. I thought… Read More »
Hello. I was talking to my elder housemate friend about safety. He’d mentioned safety can contribute to laziness. I disagreed, as I see safety as a vibrant, living thing if it’s going to be actually safe for anyone. Sort of like nonviolence. That sparked a fun conversation. My friend suggested I write about active and… Read More »
Gmorning–how are you doing? A beloved housemate asked me over dinner the other night: What is trikeslutting? I awkwardly explained to her: I live at the intersection of disability and sexuality. Culture says disabled people and fat people aren’t supposed to be sexy or really even have a sexuality. That’s about power and fear. I… Read More »
Hello, I’ve been so anxious lately. But I’d like to take a moment to list what’s going right. I want to trust my body, and trust other people too. trust It’s hard to trust my body and my health. I have so many reasons to be afraid. My dad’s heart attack, strokes, and all his… Read More »
“Will you take me to get poked by a magic needle that might keep me from catching a plague?” I asked Ming. “What?” he asked. “Will you take me out, to get poked by a magic needle that might help me not catch a plague?” I asked louder. “Yes,” he said. “You’re done with yoga?”… Read More »
Hello, what have you been thinking about lately? I’ve been thinking about what water tastes like. travel “How’s that water?” Ming asked me. He’d just filled up my bottle for me at a fast food restaurant while we were on the road. “It tastes really different from the water that was in it before,” I… Read More »
Hey, I was talking to Ming about real safety. It had to do with an experience we had I may not be ready to talk about. So much is fresh. Travel seems to keep it fresh, with no home base to return to for home-rest and processing of what I learn. The outside world is… Read More »
“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 »
Hello, I’ve been thinking about what is safe. Do you feel safe? What percentage of the time? In your home, outside your home? In your own body? Do you think you deserve to feel safe? How about other people–do we? Do you accept that what you need to feel safe might be different from what… Read More »