Alex (they/them/actually I'd rather not be perceived)
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Alex (they/them/actually I'd rather not be perceived)
@possibleprophet.bsky.social
Perpetually perturbed possible prophet
AuDHD/Neurospicy
Can’t tell if I’m really like this or still masking
20+ years married to my best friend
Parent of two teens
Future inventor of the Empathy Stick
Pinned
Going to gather all NB Alexes and form a super band. And no one will be allowed to refer to any individual member as anything but Alex. Not Alex with the sax, or tall Alex. Just Alex.
It says everything about the two parties how people react to the possibility of a Nazi-adjacent tattoo. On the one hand, we have a candidate apologizing and promising to remove it. On the other, we have the self-styled “Secretary of War” who still has his.
October 22, 2025 at 2:20 PM
We are sorry to announce that we have to ration the amount of time you have to scream into the void so as not to fill it beyond its capacity to endure.
October 17, 2025 at 4:35 PM
Told my wife days ago I expect Hegseth to speak in front of a giant US flag à la Patton. He is so fucking predictable.
September 30, 2025 at 3:08 PM
In the spirit of the very same logic Charlie Kirk used to support his agenda, this is what happens when you drop out of community college.
September 11, 2025 at 6:35 PM
I really shouldn’t be surprised how easily a little bit of sun gives me a migraine.
August 30, 2025 at 5:52 PM
Scenario 1: He dies. Natural causes. Without the unifying force of his mere existence, the GOP fractures. No one is able to take his place.
August 30, 2025 at 5:36 PM
When the internal screaming and tinnitus merge into one ringing wave of overwhelm.
August 27, 2025 at 6:42 PM
I can’t quite describe the fury that settled in my soul the first time I became aware that some people were capable of hypocritically using professed truths or beliefs against others. For example, declaring adherence to a religion of love and forgiveness but pushing politically for the opposite.
August 26, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Personally pet peeve: Small cats have slit eyes, large cats have round eyes. Therefore catgirls/boys should have round eyes.
August 2, 2025 at 6:04 PM
That melancholy when you finish a series of books knowing the author died afterward.
July 19, 2025 at 4:07 PM
Just fucking die already. Put yourself, and the rest of us by extension, out of our misery. On a related note, I bought a special champagne for the after party.
July 18, 2025 at 6:38 PM
So, when they start kidnapping active duty military for being foreigners, cause they have already been going after vets, how will the military respond?
July 4, 2025 at 9:09 PM
The guilt of unexpressed rage. The fear that there is no sufficient method of expression that doesn’t also destroy.
July 2, 2025 at 4:59 PM
Be the karma you want to see in the world.
July 2, 2025 at 12:58 AM
We need more hacker collectives. Come on, can’t have cyberpunk dystopia without hackers.
July 1, 2025 at 1:38 PM
Bought a bottle of expensive champagne to drink when a certain someone finally dies. Hopefully sooner than later, but I will have it on hand for the inevitable eventuality.
June 30, 2025 at 6:56 PM
I want my own cool, dark cave to hide away from the world in. For when I am having sensory overload or an anxiety attack. And to get away from the heat.
June 26, 2025 at 5:48 PM
Is anxiety what is keeping me up? Like it’s my skeleton whose disappearance would lead to an internal collapse? Hi, I’m Alex, an autistic blob given human form via the fear of failure.
June 23, 2025 at 8:06 PM
Honestly all I really want to do is make the world a better place by shocking people out of their preconceptions, a wake of stunned faces trailing behind my works.
June 7, 2025 at 4:23 PM
Game idea: FPS war game where the PC discovers that an earlier brain injury made them forget they were a trans. They go through the game with the assumption that they are a cis het guy, until too many incidents make them question their self image. Really want it to come as a shock to the player.
June 7, 2025 at 4:21 PM
Return to me the desire to complete those stories I was interested in enough to buy in the first place!
May 28, 2025 at 12:16 AM
God I hate this dysmorphia. I feel like I have never been truly comfortable with how I look in clothes. Oh to be a woodland spirit clad in bark and leaves.
May 26, 2025 at 3:48 PM
I hate feeling like I have to justify my continued existence.
May 21, 2025 at 2:14 PM
Had an edible for my b-day. Lost the ability to encode time into my ongoing narrative. Every moment was both the first time and a repeat of that moment, constantly cycling. It can’t quite be explained, as you the reader are encoding time into my narrative, which puts it forever beyond timelessness.
May 19, 2025 at 2:55 PM
I have now definitively spent at least half of my life with my wife. From this day on, she has the majority of it.

Also, I’m 42 today. Just thankful it didn’t fall on a Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.
May 17, 2025 at 1:59 PM