I'm done using Twitter probably forever (you can find me on BlueSky! https://t.co/d7GuIr1R0F), but I'll at least share this one final update.
I'm officially married! To Kelsey Marie Cousins, about to be Kelsey Lewis. They're deactivating their account here, but I love my wife. <3
@ConcernedApe's SHOCK when I shared there's over 2,247+ crab pot spots on 1.5 across the entire map (on a standard farm, mind) will be a highlight of my life.
I was also encouraged to put it on the wiki, which I'll likely do on a new 1.6 save with a detailed breakdown of each.
Not that I can really hide who I am since I've been out and proud for ten years but in a paltry attempt...you may notice things missing from my socials. You still won't hear me on X, but on other socials, if I go silent...probably good reason why.
So...there's a meet-and-greet with @ConcernedApe (the game dev of Stardew Valley) in my home town on Saturday. And brand new to today, a HUGE new update dropped (almost as big as 1.6 itself!!!). I don't care what life throws at me. I'm streaming Stardew Valley this Wednesday.
On that note; I won't be tweeting on twitter nearly as much. I still may have a need to, for the purpose of reaching people, but I won't be doing much.
I'll be posting an updated socials post soon; in the meanwhile, the pinned one is mostly accurate minus fanhouse.
sure, twitter. You can have my text posts; I'm too lazy to delete them all. You can have my screenshots, memes, and photos of myself; I'm too lazy to delete them all. But if you want my art to train AI? Nah fam, I've taken all of my art off of twitter due to the new Xtwitter TOS.
So, today is a struggle.
We always live disassociated partially.
We actually enjoy willingly going deeper into full disassociation.
But unwillingly repeatedly entering more severe disassociation is...A Time.
Just our #pluralgang things I guess.
We’re very severely struggling with a more severe unwilling disassociation. Zoning out without intending to.
It’s relatively easy to break the severe disassociation, presumably because we’ve instinctively done it our whole life, but we keep slipping back in over and over again.
It’s neat that I can trigger it on command, presumably because since I permanently live partially disassociated, disassociating more severely is second-nature.
...What isn’t so neat is how it still triggers against our wishes in particularly bad moments. Like right now.
I can "zone out" further than the default, getting the "thousand yard stare" / "deer in headlights" look.
I can do this on command, but it also happens on certain stimuli, life situations, circumstances, environments, etc.
Which I’m pretty sure is an even further disassociation.
So fun #plurality fact: my system is unusual in that we have a permanent level of disassociation. There’s always a disconnect between thought and the body. The body runs on autopilot, and while there’s intentions behind its actions, there’s no active control.
But there’s more!
There’s something oddly euphoric about someone accidentally misgendering you because they see your transgender pride flag bracelet but lack the context clues to know which way, and they erroneously assume FtM. It means I’m much better at passing than I thought.
Just #trans stuff.