how about we stop posing sex as a “need.” you do not need someone to allow you access to their body. an intimate relationship does not need to be sexual in order to be valid. sex is not a need. sex is not a need. SEX IS NOT A NEED.
the other day i was sweeping the kitchen when my housemate came in to do some dishes and i was sweeping around her feet and accidentally brushed them with the broom and she said if i was a genre of music i would be shoegraze
- submerge yourself into a bath of coconut oil and wait there. breathe so slowly that you lower your body temperature. slowly become one with the coconut oil. as it hardens around you become one with it. emerge from your bath, years later, find the world has changed in inmeasurable ways and your family no longer knows you.
- rub (raw, organic) beets all over your face. all over. your skin will turn red and bloody and you will feel warrior energy pulsing through you. stick your head in the dirt. slowly become a might oak.
- don’t shampoo your hair with silicon - instead, whisper your secrets into your hair. wait till it turns white from the shock as the tiny horrors you’ve committed cleanse your entire being, like confession. there is no one who can forgive your sins.
- shit shit everything is made of chemicals shit shit we fucked up shit shit your skin is chemicals shit shit coconut oil is chemicals shit, water is chemicals shit.
Autism isn’t something a person has, or a “shell” that a person is trapped inside. There’s no normal child hidden behind the autism. Autism is a way of being. It is pervasive; it colors every experience, every sensation, perception, thought, emotion, and encounter, every aspect of existence. It is not possible to separate the autism from the person—and if it were possible, the person you’d have left would not be the same person you started with.
This is important, so take a moment to consider it: Autism is a way of being. It is not possible to separate the person from the autism.
Therefore, when parents say,
I wish my child did not have autism,
what they’re really saying is,
I wish the autistic child I have did not exist, and I had a different (non-autistic) child instead.
Read that again. This is what we hear when you mourn over our existence. This is what we hear when you pray for a cure. This is what we know, when you tell us of your fondest hopes and dreams for us: that your greatest wish is that one day we will cease to be, and strangers you can love will move in behind our faces."