Today was a hard day too. I wasn’t at 100% today either and I was not feeling okay at all. I wasn’t as sick as I was yesterday but it was hard to even sit up and sit at a computer at all. I’m surprised I’m even able to write this up right now. Well, nope I’m feeling sick again. I may need to take some more medicine, but I wish that it was completely gone.
I hope everyone is having a good week.
Today is the second day of Isabelle @ Nine Tale Vixen hosting Bookending Spring, and we are going to talk about neurodiversity acceptance in the form of an original tag.
Celebrate Autism Acceptance Month with prompts inspired by stories by and about autistic people. You don’t need to have read the books or to identify as autistic/neurodiverse.
Honestly… I feel like I’m super dumb lately and there isn’t really a subject that I like that others don’t. Maybe back in the day, I was really into my Mandarin class and I felt like the people that I was in the class with weren’t trying as hard to learn it? They could have just been trying to have fun with it and maybe I was being too harsh because I was such a perfectionist back in the day, but I felt like they would laugh soooo much at the pronunciation of words and I’m like… well I mean what do you expect if you didn’t grow up speaking the language? English has some funky sounding words too but if people were to make fun of it, would you throw a fit about it? Okay I’ll stop my rant.
I haven’t been practicing in so long but if I kept it up, I would have been able to be fluent in Japanese, Mandarin, French, Spanish, and Chamorro. I can still read and speak some of all of them, but not at the level that I want to be. I want to get back into Japanese and Mandarin again, as well as Chamorro before my grandma is gone.
I’ve always been passionate about the disability community as well as diversity. Coming from a place in my life where I’ve had people tell me that I can’t do something because I’m black, I’m not Asian enough, I’m not Chamorro enough, girls don’t do that, etc…. it gets annoying. Also, being in the disability community as well, I feel like I have to hide my disabilities or else I’ll be seen as weak and won’t be given the opportunity to prove my worth. I don’t want people to feel this way, and I know that I’m only one person but I want to do whatever I can to change this stigma that if you aren’t cis / white / a man, then you’re already at a disadvantage.
My mom, brother, and grandma are the three that mean the most to me. Especially since I’m not there with them right now and I can’t help the way I want to. I don’t know what I would do if they weren’t in my life, and I know that things are so uncertain now and I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future, but I hope that this wasn’t the last time for me to see my grandma.
This is so hard for me to answer right now because I haven’t felt empowered in a very long time. I guess when I accomplish something that I didn’t think I could do, like getting my Certificate of Advocacy for the National Urban League Young Professionals. It’s hard because it’s a big goal and it’s not like that happens every day, but I feel the most empowered when I’m able to prove someone wrong, which I don’t know if that’s a good thing because I shouldn’t do things out of spite but sometimes that can be the biggest motivator. It’s strange.
I’m not a nice person.
My grandma would make me super good food whenever I would visit her, and that’s the best thing ever. Being fed homecooked meals that you actually love to eat and don’t get very often is the best. Like, not gonna lie I wish I was back in Guam right this moment so I can have my grandma’s food. I wasn’t sick as much in Guam either so that must have been because I was in my element or something. Who knows. I know I miss it there though.
If you like tags and want another one, I tag you! If you also did this for BESpring, let me know too! Have fun with it, okay?