September 2021 archive

25
Sep
2021

Opening the Floor: My Journey to Satanism

categories: personal; word count: 264 words

To be honest, this was a bit of an awkward journey that I went on, but I am pleased with the ending.

I began to see mention of Satanism on my social media feeds, especially as it related to The Satanic Temple‘s leftist works and the various people that they — rightfully — sued or attempted to sue. So I began to look into it, and part of that was me becoming emboldened by my absolute disgust with Catholicism (Bub’s father’s family’s religion, and the one that they literally tried to force me into. I found that I agreed with all of the tenets of The Satanic Temple, and I was generally off-put by the Church of Satan although I respect them and continue to respect them to this day… a Satanist is a Satanist, and we need all of the support we can get because of what society thinks of Satanists due to their lack of understanding. As I continued to read about The Satanic Temple, I realized that it was the perfect fit for me. Not long after, I became a member, began telling certain people that I am a Satanist — naturally, I don’t divulge this to everyone given the stigma — and began making like-minded friends. To put it another way, it felt like a part of my life that was missing had now been completed. There was a hole in my life that I didn’t know was there, and Satanism filled it. Satanism fills it. And I am so grateful, and so happy, for that. I think I’ll always be grateful and happy.

24
Sep
2021

Opening the Floor: Acquiring a Formal Diagnosis

categories: personal; word count: 291 words

I’ve actually been asked this more than once, a small handful of times, and I don’t mind being asked about it or… well, most questions at all that I’m willing to answer in my blog. I’m as open as book as Rinoa Heartilly from Final Fantasy VIII for those of you who have played the game. Maybe that’s why I like her character…

But the question, so as no to sidetrack: would I ever pursue a formal autistic diagnosis?

I’ve given it a lot of thought, especially as I’ve become more comfortable identifying as an autistic person. If a doctor in my care team said something about it, I would not deny it (I would probably go the route of “I think I may be autistic as well”, especially as it relates to my children). If it helped me get disability benefits I would have the process worked up. My thoughts regarding this have by and far been passive though — if someone wants to work me up I am more than amenable to that. If someone in my care team calls me autistic or possibly autistic, that being their call, I would not deny it. However, I feel that I do not need the same supports that my children need, so it is not something that I would actively seek out at this time to the tune of calling my primary doctor, telling the receptionist taking the call that I thought I was autistic and would like to work the diagnosis up, that sort of thing. In other words, I am not extremely active or pro-active about it, although if having it thrust in front of me I would be agreeable to having it worked up. I hope I make sense!

23
Sep
2021

Opening the Floor: Bub’s Very First 100% Game

categories: RPGs; word count: 200 words

The very first game that Bub and I played from start to finish was Namco’s Tales of Phantasia on the Gameboy Advance. I fondly remember bringing that thing — the Gameboy Advance, even in this era (Bub was born in 2010) — to both amuse him with it and to play an enjoyable game with him sans the ratio at which monsters attack you in the wild. I don’t think he minded that. He was probably a year or two old when we started this, because I was bound and determined to finish the game once and for all, and who better to do it with than the child of mine whose interest was peaked by things exactly like this? It was a win-win…

I also remember having to ask who was a boyfriend at the time for help with the plot as it related to acquiring a hidden character and then a skill that the final boss was weak against, but I also fondly remember curb-stomping the final boss straight into the ground with the Power of Bub™. Bub watched me defeat Dhaos, and Bub watched the ending. Defeating the big bad did not seem to bother him. It never does.

21
Sep
2021

Opening the Floor: Yes, I Am Autistic, Folks

categories: personal; word count: 347 words

Because of the amount of W*ncest shippers that viewed my blog in a twenty-four hour period (we’re talking, like, thirty), I decided to open the floor to all who wanted to ask me questions to give me something to blog about. The least I can do is give them something to read. Of course, I won’t be identifying who asked what.

The first question that I was asked was about my autism “diagnosis”, which is a story in and of itself.

I began to participate in autistic-led communities when both of my children were formally diagnosed autistic because I wanted to learn as much as I could to appropriately and effectively parent them. At first I did not identify, or self-identify, as autistic because I did not know that I was autistic. As I began to make autistic friends in these communities with the advice that I occasionally gave as a parent being given clout, autistic adults began contacting me and speaking to me. A lot of them said that they believed that I was autistic, that they saw autism in me. A variety of ways to say it were used. I began to mull it over as the count of autistic adults telling me that they thought I was autistic increased, and I realized that I was comfortable not only with being an autistic adult but also self-identifying as such. In some circles I joke that the Internet diagnosed me, but it is the honest truth. I don’t feel ashamed of being an autistic adult, nor do I feel bad. Now, in these autistic-led circles, I self-identify as autistic and I try to give the best advice possible to neurotypical parents of autistic children. Autistic adults continue to see the fact that I am autistic in the kinds of advice that I give, and some of them tell me that. So yes, hello — I am autistic, and I am not ashamed.

I will get around to updating the about me section of this blog in due time, or probably seconds from now.

We shall see.

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