like im treating those acts as anxiolytics to shut off the nagging voice in my head, which isnt fair to myself at the end, cuz i dont get genuine progress only a way to pacify my feelings.
It’s nice seeing other disabled people talk about their experiences trying to live in the world while switching from different levels of support needs due to their chronic illnesses.
when I travelled the country with her, I noticed how people‘s faces lit up with joy and how their voices changed when they noticed just how good my sister‘s Japanese is.
of anger. It always causes me to feel v worried bc I am not a natural complainer and tbh her language is v angry about the subject and i never know what the right thing to say is and it feels like I need to comfort her.