“recently learned about a term called a ‘glimmer’. Which is essentially the opposite of a trigger.
“Glimmers are those micro moments in your day that make you feel joy, happiness, peace, or gratitude. Once you train your brain to be on the lookout for glimmers, the more these tiny moments will begin to appear.”
[from another social media, original source unknown]
@lulu it is, right? exactly what's on it varies but the path so often seems to be the same. it was like the experience of coming out just confirmed what I've always sensed, that to virtually everyone else I am an unusually foreign "other". they always acted like it, but it's so much more obvious now.
(on the other hand, I think people no longer read my social carefulness as "being reserved and wanting to be left alone", but more accurately as a defensive strategy.)
To you queers I'm Jasmine [ʝasˈmiːn], a baby emerita and xennial mom trying to live in Sweden. I'm neuroqueer, trans, pan, RA, and I like flirting as long as everybody's reading the room.
Most of my life was about music, until I eventually switched to philosophy, and then to politics, and eventually to girl. I'm on a mental health journey unlocked by transitioning, which in turn has unlocked a whole new level of transitioning.
I really love the person I'm becoming! So I post a lot of selfies—but the changes on the inside are honestly the best ones. I'm over two years into this and still learning so much every day!! 🥰
Aside from my numerous hyperfixations over the years, my lifelong special interests are music and people. There's also the computer touching and philosophy, but I'm on a break from those right now.
I always keep a recent selfie pinned on my profile, but here's one I really like from early 2024.
oh hi I didn't do my makeup today… or change out of the hoodie I slept in. didn't even shave! but at least the light here is too poor for the camera to pick up on that.
Telling people in survival mode to leave their comfort zones is in reality telling them to leave their survival zones. When you're in survival mode you don't have a comfort zone.
capitalism and the structures of violence and oppression are essentially the same thing, so the quickest way I know of to get a crude idea of how disprivileged a particular person or a particular minority is, is to look at their income.
a lot of people who don't think in terms of intersectional analysis (whether they claim to or not) would likely be surprised by what looking at people's income actually tells you.
it's not perfect by a long shot, and there are a lot of nuances it doesn't take into account—but it does get you a long way towards grasping the big picture.
bonus points of you use purchasing power parity for an (again: crude) more global perspective.
People often exert power over us without doing anything. For a year my transition stood mostly still except for being on HRT.
I was going to finish coming out to my family, but couldn't bring myself to talk to my brother. Why? Because after I came out to my dad, he made himself harder to reach over a few of weeks, and eventually ghosted me completely.
For the first months, in my head I played out so many versions of the talk that would get him back on board. But I never found one that could work.
A year after he disappeared I got over it. I let him go. “If my siblings ask my help I'll see you at your funeral.”
I came out to my brother, the thing I'd feared would go to hell—but he was so sweet about it! I had been worrying over absolutely nothing.
And then, it was over! My dad no longer held any power over me.
And that's when that voice in my head disappeared, the one that all day every day for over a year had been pestering me:
An aspiring renaissance woman and mom to a lovely little 4yo, I mostly make food, allegory and messes. 💖🎶I'm really Lisen [ˈliːsɛn] offline, or Ina ['iːna] 🦔 for a few. This is my main account, so I talk about whatever here—usually not in Swedish.I post a lot about #trans and #adhd and sometimes #music. This account is not lewd.Avatar: A digital drawing of a girl, smiling, curly brown hair with pink, blue and white sparkles. She's wearing a polo shirt and golden snake earrings. Behind her is a rainbow heart.Header: A bisexual pride flag but it is broken up and glitchy—it is the Disaster Bi Pride flag.Not depicted: My confused butt transitioning from sex-repulsed aroace to polyam bi in three months.