My insomnia is really bad most nights, so I don't end up sleeping till somewhere between 3 AM and 6 AM. Which means I get a lot of free time to do chores with. However, it's also a very lonely time of night on account of everyone else being asleep.
This is a story about my life, small snippets of what I deem funny, or important, or worthwhile. I'm someone who's mentally ill, queer, disabled, and dealing with a world very much not designed for people like me. I hope you stick around to hear my story. I hope you enjoy the insights I have to offer.
Afterall, this is a story about how the world has hurt me, and a story of how love convinced me to keep going despite it all.
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