Tag: chaos
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Why Aftercare is Essential for BDSM Relationships
I touched on Safewords, Dom space and subspace last week. This week it is the other side of play where aftercare is needed. It may differ but both need this as well as Dom’s can drop just like subs.
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I Speak Many Languages. Masking Follows Me in ALL of Them
I’m multilingual. But behind each language was a mask—until I found the one that didn’t come with trauma. Turns out, fluency isn’t freedom. Identity is.
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ASL Journey
I have mentioned I’m working on learning ASL. I thought it might be fun to share how I’m doing with this. There is also the disturbing thing I want to share with you. Did you know 90% of parents who have a deaf child do not bother to learn ASL? Talk about isolating to put…
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When Talking Takes Everything—And Silence Gives it Back
I spent years performing speech that drained me—now I’ve unmasked the truth. Talking isn’t connection for me—it’s exhaustion, confusion, and finally… freedom
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No Therapy, Still Broken: How Escaping ABA Didn’t Mean I Was Safe
Speech became performance. Silence felt wrong. But avoiding therapy didn’t mean escaping harm—it just meant the trauma wore a mask too. This is what verbal masking really costs.
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The Impact of Gaslighting in Medicine on Patient Health a Personal Experience
This is a longer post yes, however the story it tells is one that needs to be told. Even now I barely scratch the surface and that is so far from okay that I have no words for what I touch on.
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A Childhood of Words, a Lifetime of Silence
For years I thought my constant talking was personality—until I realized it was masking. Now I’m reclaiming silence, expression, and the truth I was never allowed to speak.
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Why Dominants Must Use Safe Words
The other day I ran across something rather shocking. “Dom’s don’t need a safe word”. This covers why they do in the broader sense and it touches on other safety aspects.
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Relearning ASL and Letting My Hands Do the Healing
Sign language returned like a lost part of me—calming, expressive, safe. Now I use my hands to say what my voice learned to suppress.
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My Messy Discovery of AuDHD Verbal Masking
One creator’s story unlocked my own: verbal masking, silent exhaustion, and decades of misunderstood expression. Turns out, I wasn’t dramatic—I was adapting.
Who am I? 