But Its Hard - Tumblr Posts
just a progress shot.
This chapter is gunna be way bigger than I planned. I Do my pages based off my script, and usually one page of script equals 10 comic pages. However chapter three has far more splash pages and action shots so its taking more pages than I planned.
so I'm thinking Ill break it into parts so I can post by the end of the month like I planned (example: chapter three part one, part two).
Also looks like I have to have surgery to remove my gallbladder. Had a scare two weeks ago and the ultrasound confirmed it probably has to go. I am not sure how recovery will effect my upload schedule, or when my surgery will be yet as I have to schedule it around work.
; to add to this it also hurts when I can't go out and enjoy my favourite places because I'm overwhelmed / burnt out and / or it's not safe for me to go ☹️
; it also hurts when I can't hold friendships with people because even if they're super understanding and supportive it's still really hard for me ☹️
; it also hurts when foods I used to love now make me uncomfortable / give me sensory issues, etc, and it lowers my want to even eat anything at all
; it also hurts when I can't freely stim or even be remotely myself in public because of judgement / fear and so I get overstimulated and overwhelmed easier
sometimes i feel like people forget autism is a disability. and that’s not a bad thing! i’m all for disability acceptance, im proud of my disabilities. but i feel like we forget autism can hurt.
it hurts that i have to put more time and energy into socializing than others.
it hurts when i need to move so bad, usually cause im overwhelmed by either my surroundings or emotions, that i thrash and hurt myself.
it hurts that i cant be in places that are too loud or too bright, which on bad days can be as simple as a small, quiet noise or dim lights.
it hurts that i struggle to tell when im hungry, thirsty, tired, etc. so i can’t properly take care of myself. it doesn’t help my insomnia and i get very nauseas and get UTIs.
i 100% believe in autism acceptance. i don’t want a cure. but i also want us the acknowledge that it can hurt. it doesn’t mean my entire life will hurt, but some parts will. and i want a community where we can see both sides, see the hurt, and celebrate it anyway.
My heart is like a flower and every time I cry for them, a petal wilts away.
There aren't many petals left.
How do other queer Christians deal with anger and hate towards others? I could use some advice..