Diary

22/10/2025
Spooky season is hereee! I have some halloween bows I want to wear. Unfortunately here the trees don't turn orange, so it's not as pretty, but hey! Still fun :33

24/10/2025
Just tired, honestly

27/10/2025
Go read The Gender Ternary by The Sizhen System, genuinely made me rethink the language we use for gender, and was hella useful as a trans person. Also thinkin' about implicit biases I might need to examine. I feel like I've read a lot of historical books by black authors, but not as much contemporary work- And works I've read from asian authors are almost non-existent (With a few exceptions like R.F. Kuang, dear goodness go read her book Babel it's AMAZING, I love creative fiction). But I'd definitely like to read more contemporary stuff from POC authors

1/11/2025
There’s something that keeps preventing me from writing more of these journal entries. The thing is, a lot of my life I keep to myself— friendships, family, loved ones, even opinions. It’s why I really don’t use much social media; I don’t want to commodify my emotions and relationships into a pseudo-social currency.
I think we as people should be wary of sharing so much online; not because we have things to hide, but rather because it is a kindness not only to ourselves but to the people we care about. When you share something else of someone, you impart your experience of them to someone else. It’s a deeply intimate and beautiful thing that we take for granted. When this power is used correctly it can look like talking good about a friend to someone else who might have a shared interest with said friend; being a friend-matchmaker as it were. But when used incorrectly it can look like sharing their social faux-pas’, traumatic experiences, or otherwise things that they would rather not have up for so many eyes to see. I’d argue that as we are sensitive with our friends we should also be sensitive to ourselves and who hears our own stories.
I believe that as people we have a very strong desire to be witnessed; to say ‘Hey, I’m here! Don’t forget about me!’ a desire to last and to take up room. I think it’s why people value romantic relationships often above all others; it comes with an unspoken social/cultural contract of ‘I will value you first, and foremost’ and in the case of marriage ‘forever, until death do us part’ Social media has really hacked into this desire.
Let me be clear; there is nothing wrong with sharing your life, or wanting to share your life. But online is not the place to do all of it. You do not need to comment on every movie, on every event, every thought you have, to a blobless form of other internet users across the web. You do not need to make yourself a product. Reaching out to others in your real life can be an excellent way to share while also maintaining the sensitivity and care online spaces often to not lend us. They would love to hear from you! That's all; I just ask to be mindful, and that I will probably try to be more mindful with my online presence to. I do want to say that it is also nuanced- sharing so much can also lead to connections. I just believe that it shouldn't be in this exact way of a lot of platforms like Instagram or X.