good morning to everyone whose first thought was a symptom check.

Sometimes I feel like I live in the hallway between rooms labeled: artist, academic, writer, disabled person. Everyone wants me to pick a door. But the hallway is where I actually think.

Academia will acknowledge that knowledge is socially constructed & power-laden, then turn around to treat APA 7th edition like it descended from the mountain on stone tablets.

Living with autoimmune disease feels like being married to someone who keeps calling the cops on you in your own house.

Reminder that psychiatric medication can be lifesaving AND the psychiatric system can be violent AND people deserve autonomy over their bodies AND access shouldn't be limited to the most privileged.

I think about this tweet every time I feel something online start to curl its annoying little grip into my head

I’m attracted to people who interrogate systems but are gentle with people.

"Why are you so quiet lately?" Because I'm currently 8 years old & 28 years old at the same time. Because every headline is a finger poking an unhealed wound. Because the news cycle moves on by Monday, but I still have to live in this body on Tuesday.

If disability advocacy mean shielding disabled people from conversations on accountability we will never achieve disability justice.

Watching survivors have to go on TV and beg the government to redact their home addresses from the public Epstein files is a special kind of hell.

Who says a thesis can’t have a choreographed dance break? 🎭✨ It feels so right to be combining my love for performance with my passion for mental health, feminism and disability studies.

“I followed procedure.” Okay… Procedure has upheld segregation. Procedure has denied insulin. Procedure has deported children. Legality and justice are not synonyms.

We talk a lot about “decorum” in Congress. But maybe we should be more pissed at the people sitting “politely” while protecting pedophiles than the people who walk out advocating for survivors.

Accessibility in academia is wild because professors will say “this text is foundational” and then upload it as a blurry photocopy scan that even god couldn’t OCR.

US Olympic Curling Team member speaks out against ICE: "I'm proud to represent Team USA. But we'd be remiss if we didn't mention what's going on in Minnesota and what a tough time it's been. What's happening is wrong. There's no shades of gray."

The most radical thing a teacher ever did for me was treat my “why?” as sacred instead of smart-alecky.

“Accommodations” that require you to disclose, document, beg, be legible & believed are not liberatory.

The artist in me wants mess, ache, metaphor. The academic wants precision, proof, sources. The chronically ill part of me just wants to curl up under a blanket. I don’t pick a side. I write from the tug-of-war.

The irony of learning about marginalization… while being punished for not buying the $150 “updated” textbook. 🥴

sometimes i think about that thing a disco elysium dev said in response to someone asking why choosing fascist options lowers your morale. that being a fascist is miserable, since it requires you to believe that you are being dominated by the weak and unworthy in everything you do.

The leaked/internal guidance saying ICE can enter homes with just administrative warrants is a massive Fourth Amendment alarm bell. 🚩🚩🚩

Stop asking marginalized people to "resilience" their way through systemic failure.

It’s always “you’d be prettier without the nose ring,” never “why do I feel entitled to redesign strangers like a Sims character I didn’t create.”

Me: I’m not doing great. the DSM-5: Can you describe it in a way that’s convenient for billing?

I’m suspicious of spaces that require me to be finished. (Healed. Correct. Fully articulated.) My experiences have taught me that truth can be iterative, and wisdom often arrives with revisions.

King knew our liberation here at home is connected to the liberation of people abroad from US empire. That's actually honoring him to get that connection.

If your body is surveilled, policed, denied care, or rendered disposable, that is not an individual self-esteem issue.

A lot of “wellness culture” asks marginalized people to self-regulate out of harm instead of asking systems to stop causing it.

Systems don’t just tell us which bodies are “bad.” They teach us which pain gets to be believable, which needs get called excessive, and which limits are labeled moral failures. That’s why body liberation is collective work.

semi-regular reminder that ICE was only created in 2003 when you are asked to imagine a world without ICE, you're basically being asked to remember where you were when Lilo & Stitch came out

A lot of “self-discovery” discourse assumes everyone starts from a neutral baseline. Some of us start from harm, misdiagnosis, or erasure & have to excavate ourselves out.

“Affordable housing” is a joke if you’re disabled. Nobody on SSI can afford the market rate anywhere in this country. We are being legislated into poverty & homelessness. When SSI stays low and rents climb, the outcome is predictable: displacement, shelters, couch-surfing, institutions.

🌱 Grassroots: Real people spontaneously organizing for a cause they care about. 🤖 Astroturfing: Corporations or big money pretending to be a grassroots movement to manipulate public opinion.

I’ve been in EMDR therapy a year and a half now. I keep wanting a final boss memory. Something I can process and be done. Instead it’s side quests. So many side quests.

JD Vance justified the killing of Renee Good by calling her "brainwashed" and labeling the left a "lunatic fringe." This pathologizes dissent. It argues that resisting the state isn’t a political stance, but a mental defect that can be used to justify elimination.

Disability-competent therapy recognizes that distress is a proportionate response to: ~ableism ~medical neglect ~inaccessible workplaces ~chronic symptoms

ok I finally customized my Substack homepage and it feels like I moved the furniture around and lit a candle. 🕯️✨

Religious trauma taught me to chase “right answers” like oxygen. Now I crave the slow trust of living in the questions.

I’m less interested in whether neurodivergence is a gift or a curse and more interested in who gets to decide the conditions under which it’s lived.

Being open to being wrong means accepting that some of your best intentions were still shaped by incomplete information and structural bias.

Sometimes “self-discovery” is framed as internal work. But a lot of what I’ve learned about myself came from noticing where the world kept pushing back.

My identity didn’t emerge in a vacuum. It formed under pressure: medical bias, gendered expectations, and the constant demand to be palatable.

I’m trying to make peace with being unfinished. Not as a flaw, but as a condition of being alive. If I’m still revising, it means I’m still paying attention. That feels like a kind of integrity.

Chronic illness can shrink your world without shrinking your desire for connection. That mismatch is its own kind of pain.

We treat certainty like maturity, but a lot of certainty is just comfort that never got challenged.

Ecofeminism asks a boring but radical question: who benefits from things being cheap, fast, and disposable (and who pays for it later)?

I don’t mind doing hard things. I mind doing the same hard thing on a loop because of systems that are designed to wear you down. (this is healthcare coded)

“What are feminists fighting for?” The radical idea that your access to healthcare, safety, wages & bodily autonomy should not depend on how useful, likable, or sexually available you are to men.

Some things can only be made by returning again and again, not by pushing through once and calling it done.

Feminism taught me to say “no” but also to ask who never got the chance to.