Hello, readers!
For those of you who may not know me personally, I thought I'd give a bit of an introduction.
I am a person of many names, but one of the ones that is closest to my heart and to my identity is my childhood nickname, Bear.
First off, this is my bungalow, cave, fortress, etc. where I'm going to share with you my innermost thoughts. I've not made this blog particularly hard to find, but neither am I advertising it. If you venture within it, you will hear my undiluted thoughts, those things that I think but never say. Enter at your own discretion.
Now, on to who I am.
I am Bear, an a/grey-romantic, bisexual, genderqueer, biologically female (she/her) person from the western United States. I'm white, middle-class, able-bodied, neruo-typical etc. etc. (have I left anything out?) with all those layers of privilege and that's where I'm coming from. I'm not going to try to speak for anyone else's experiences. I've never been bullied and have never felt inadequate or discriminated against (though I have experienced sexual harassment/assault which I'll make a post about eventually).
I was never pressured by my parents to be anything other than who I was, and was instead pushed to figure out for myself who I was, who I loved, who I was attracted to, and who I wanted to be. This is the greatest gift that my parents ever gave to me.
I am a student, entrepreneur, and writer living in an apartment with my roommate and our cats.
I am an INTJ on the MBTI and am not what you could call a nice person. I have been known to be somewhat apathetic and nihilistic. I rarely emotionally empathize with people, but I am exceedingly good at mentally empathizing with people. What I mean by this is that while I don't feel for you, I understand why you are behaving the way you are.
While I find this to be an asset as a writer, it means that my morals are not anything approaching black and white. I don't believe in good or evil, reality is much more complicated than that. My moral compass is literally the voices of my father and one of my sisters in my head, because they have uncrossable lines where I find those hard to come by. This has served me well so far.
Right now you're probably thinking that I'm either attention seeking special snowflake or a psychopath/sociopath. I don't think of myself as being any of those things, but feel free to come to your own conclusions. I will continue jotting down my observations in a public jaunt of self-discovery and exploration.
Thanks for reading and welcome to Bear's Bungalow!
--Bear
Quote of the Day: “Never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
