Pro Tip If You See At Least 50 People Say "wait That's Not Normal??" In The Comments Of Some Neurodivergent

How do you fall back in love with life?

clean your room.  clean space, uncluttered space, space that doesn’t have miasma clinging to it can work wonders.  clean the dishes.  sweep.  take out the trash.  peel the clothes off the floor and wash them, and then actually fold/hang them.  take a long shower.  scrub behind your knees.  brush your teeth.  (this can be utterly exhausting, but try to get it done in a day, if you can.  the end result is worth it.)

pull out your notebook.  it doesn’t need to be a new notebook, but preferably one that you don’t usually write in, or that you haven’t touched in a while.  fuck moleskins.  the yellow legal pad will work fine.  sit in your room, or in the park, or in the library, and write a list.  count clouds.  describe all the colors that you see, and note patterns that arise.  sketch the cracks in the walls.  note the shape light makes when it enters a space.  talk about what the air tastes like, smells like.  what sounds are there?  even the white nose, break that down: air planes, fans, cicadas, anything.  remind yourself that you are sitting in the middle of a space brimming with detail.  remind yourself that you are not in nothingness and emptiness.  your world is fathomless.  it has potential.

drink cold water and try to eat something that isn’t processed.  it does not need to be fancy.  buy yourself an apple with the change between your couch cushions.  eat it outside.  if you’re someone who walks, walk somewhere afterwards, just to stretch your legs.  take your fucking meds.  remember that its a good thing that you are inside your body.  your body is a fantastic and endlessly intricate machine, and even though society has smacked a bunch of poisonous ideas on it, that doesn’t change its inherent worth and splendor.  take care of it.

read a novel.  underline your favorite lines, and write phrases that twist your heart inside your chest on the back of your hand with an ink pen.  read a novel like it’s poetry.  read poetry, something decadent but unpretentious.  watch a movie you haven’t seen before.  if there are free art galleries near you, walk through one.  take your time.  let yourself bask.  if there are patterns in what makes your soul ache, write those patterns down – marbles arches or soot crumbling bricks or dandelions or descriptions of dresses or whatever it is, write them down.

your chosen family is important.  remember, they picked you as much as you picked them.  the love has no obligation.  it is given freely and it is given from a place of compassion.  you are not a burden.  if you need to breathe, take a minute by yourself and just exist, but remember to go back to your people.  when they need you, listen and be gracious.  always be gracious.  the universe sometimes remembers things like that.

listen to new music.  link jump on youtube or related artist jump on spotify or ask the chap beside you in the cafe what their favorite band is, and listen to that.  listen to something that you don’t usually listen to.  we tend to tie up a lot of memory with music.  we are falling in love again.  the soundtrack needs to be specific to that.  

allow yourself to indulge in romantics.  press flowers in old books.  play movies with subtitles and mouth the words.  dance in your room.  wear something that makes you feel good, even if you wouldn’t wear it in public.  write your chosen family letters, even if you hand deliver them.  write poetry, even awful poetry.  revel in its awfulness.  eat dark chocolate and when your chosen family want to go out, try to go out with them sometimes, even if its just to the market.  

Q: What is a woman?

A: That definition is entirely dependent on the micro-culture in which it's use is currently relevant.

Bonus answer: The mere fact that this is a "controversial question" reinforces the notion that gender is nothing more than a social construct.

Extra credit answer: For every attempt of a definitive answer, there is a historical contradiction.

When the spirits come to lift you up, feel them. Be present with them. And may you walk forward knowing that you're not alone in your struggles.

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no woman is aroused by shaving, wearing clothing, or just existing. There is a difference between liking your appearance and being sexually aroused. But you know that already, youre just being obtuse because you don't want to admit youre living a fetish. If you are aroused by playing "woman" or shaving your legs "like a woman" or wearing woman's clothes youre a pervert.

You've made the false assumption that I have autogynephillia. I do not. Yes, I'm aware of the difference between liking your appearance and being aroused by it. However, contrary to your statement, I know several cis-women and cis men who are mildly aroused by their own bodies. Interestingly, I don't know any transgender women or men who have autogynephillia, but I've read about some who do. Personally, I wouldn't call them perverted for enjoying their own body. That's almost like saying women who play with their boobs, or people who masturbate are all perverts. Sorry bud, but the world doesn't work the way that you think it should. Autogynephillia is not a trait of being transgender. Its something else entirely.