One Thing About Having Tics In Nyc Is That No One Cares At All

one thing about having tics in nyc is that no one cares At All

its very freeing to me, in a way. there’s still that little bit of fear that i’ll get misunderstood or hurt in some way, but people here really have other things to worry about and my tics on the subway are not nearly the strangest thing theyve seen in the last 20 minutes

especially when i’m with friends in public too, they never react to my tics anymore so everyone who does notice is just like “oh okay theyre fine” and move on with their day

way better than back in the suburbs where one singular strange thing will have you being stared at until you leave

i want to be as important to someone as everyone else in the world is to me

does anyone have that audio post of a big crowd all singing “no children” by the mountain goats together? it’s been living in my mind as such a raw and beautifully human moment and i REALLY need it

i love my neighborhood so dearly bc ive known these people my whole life and we’re all family!! so i know that whenever i lock my car (i have to lock it five times, and it beeps every time) i know theyre not annoyed about it because they know that it means i’m home and safe :] anywhere else im worried about disturbing others but when i’m home i know that if anyone notices the “HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK”, they’ll feel good knowing im safe at home

i got so unbelievably fucking lucky with my roommate i can’t believe it like i cant even put into words how much i love them and how grateful i am for their patience and consideration and consistency

as much i love them all, i really think if i lived with anyone else in our program the sheer stress of the work would bleed into the home and they wouldnt be as tolerant or cognizant of my peculiarities, so i think i truly am very blessed to have all that i do and i’m glad my roommate and i can grow and learn and accommodate one another together instead of letting stubbornness and different needs pull us apart

do yall think gangle tried telling the others about how they were isekai’d and no one listens because no one knows what that means… i would listen…