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sidncymiller · 6 years

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ayyyyyy friends it’s ya boi back at it again with another caustic, indifferent fuck ( ive got a type sue me ) but this ones like... a little less (ง'̀-'́)ง and a little more ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ya feel ?? anyway this is gonna be quick & dirty cause i dont have the bio done yet but theres some basic stats here if ur freaky like that. also she’s more into like.... people as a whole than mal is so ( as much as i love fighting everyone ) i’d love to make some connections w the charas he doesnt interact with or is a cock to !! lol ok i’ll catch y’all under the cut pce out

she’ll answer to sidney but prefers sid (or miller if you’re one of those)

demigirl, she/her pronouns and “girl” as a descriptor are fine, but for the love of god don’t call her a Woman it makes her skin crawl

pansexual but mostly a big tease who cant Seal the Deal, possibly on the ace spectrum somewhere or maybe she just watches too much porn who knows these days

as you may have inferred from her multitude of maybe-kinda-sorta labels she is a Child Of The Internet

bad case of blue and orange morality, thanks to being born and raised right here in sunny fictumterra!! she values privacy, loyalty and free will pretty high, human life and welfare pretty low, like a good fictumterran (fictumite?)

then again she does get pretty bummed out if someone new comes to town and she Digs them and then they get turned into a lamp or hot dog or whatever,,,, weak,,,,

uh she was into gymnastics as a kid and joined the cheer squad in hs just because it seemed like exactly the thing she Wouldnt do and she’s a big ‘ol contrarian

unfortunately!!! she went partially blind in her right eye when she was sixteen and her parents poisoned her and all that time spent practicing balance and spatial aawreness and shit went right out the fckn window THANKS MOM

ok backtracking a litte

her parents were members of a pro-gun, anti-government cult before she was born and got caught up in a teensy little federal building bombing and had to hightail it to FT when one of their compatriots ( fckn coward ) flipped on the group, under the advisement of their Supreme Leader

lets call him Shmavid Shmoresh

he told them to await further instructions, so they set up shop in FT and waited. since they were natural born sheeple, they acclimated to the way of life pretty quickly, and when sid was born she was brought up under the town’s value system, and now im repeating myself

ANYWAY they didn’t hear from the group until sixteen years later when Shmavid was about to be executed and announced that it was time for everyone to Ascend or whatever

so, good followers they were, they made their evening tea and laced it w rat poison and waited for the sweet chariot to swing low

unfortunately they fucked up on sid’s dosage and she survived, though, as mentioned, the poison did fuck with her cortical vision, as well as giving her an exceptionally sensitive stomach

basically she can’t eat too much or anything too rich or spicy bc her stomach linings all fucked, lots of broths and and rice and stuff, everything else comes back up, ya girl got v skinny and has mixed feelings bout that

uhhhh shes like constantly eating sugar tho, usually bubble gum, sometimes suckers or slushies. shes not supposed to but it doesnt make her puke and if she doesn’t see an immediate consequence she doesnt care ALSO she doesnt appreciate your oral fixation jokes i mean youre probably right but get some new material ok

also she still drives??? she refuses to accept that shes blind (ish, too blind to drive, ever heard of anton-babinski syndrome?) and regularly scratches or dents other peoples cars and leaves a note that says like ‘oops’ on their windshield or whatever, she loves driving you cant take it from her get fucked

her own car is a pinto thats so dinged up its basically round at this point

when her parents died there was some contention as to where she was gonna live when she got out of the hospital (not like anyone was gonna call state-run social services) so she ended up being temporarily placed in a pink flamingo room and is..... still there.....

at this point its her place she brought in her own bedding and taped pictures to the wall and installed like 40 locks on the door ok TRY to get her to leave

she works at food world to pay the (internet) bills, but her REAL job (as far as shes concerned) is running her blog ‘memoirs from murderville’ (she was a teen when she named it ok she KNOWS its dumb but she cant change it now cause fckn #branding. trust her, she hates it more than you do)

its essentially a diary that she writes under the name jim sheldon (an homage to the badass author alice sheldon, who wrote under the pseudonym james tiptree jr) about her life and daily experiences in FT with all the names and relevant details and such changed

it started as a stupid joke (and a way for her to disassociate!!! holla) when she was in high school, but then it got a shout-out on some true crime podcast, and then it was in some buzzfeed article, and shit spiraled out from there

everyone assumes its an elaborate piece of fiction and its lauded in certain communities for it’s ‘brutal authenticity’ and ‘delightfully irreverent narrator’ and ‘creative spin on unsolved crime’ and ‘disturbing satire of millennial detachment in the media age’

lol academics are so weird amirite

anyway because of her commitment to the blog she makes it a priority to get to know as many residents and visitors as she can, looking for the best content and recurring characters

shes kind of a dick and definitely a shit head but she really, genuinely does care about people’s stories (even if she doesn’t care much about most people themselves)

is she a killer??? no. well, maybe. she could be persuaded, probably. for the experience. maybe she’d like it who knows not me

does she have a death wish??? no. well, maybe. a little bit. she certainly values a good story more than she does her own dumb mortality. if it comes down to boring or dead, she’d pick dead :)

ok this got a lot longer than i thought !!! soml !!! if you read all this stream of consciousness nonsense ur an angel thank you !!!

as far as connections and such i would LOVE unknowing subjects/recurring characters in her blog, knowing subjects of her blog who love the attention, friends??? (what a concept lol), OH someone who deeply disapproves of the blog and finds it trivializing??? dangerous??? idk whatever theres lots of reasons to hate it??? maybe they wanna take it down???, LONG TIME RESIDENTS WHOVE KNOWN HER SINCE SHE WAS A KID, maybe someone who took up a parental mantle after her parents fucked off to the great gig in the sky??, uh maybe an ex or ex-friend who was disconcerted by her constant need for action and danger and bailed OR the opposite, one who pushed her a little too far and she had to bail??

idk man the possibilities are endless hmu love yall

#crimetown.intro #tw hanging #tw asphyxiation #tw suicide #tw murder #tw bombing #tw poison #i think thats all of it???#damn seth calm tf down

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mumandbear-blog · 7 years

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Spectrum Life... How We Got to This Point

I am lucky enough to have 4 beautiful kids and an amazing husband whom I love dearly. We have a 15 year old Caleb, an 8 year old Maya, a 4 year old Tyler and a 2 year old Lochie. Our family is loud, crazy and completely lovable! Caleb and Tyler have both been diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder.

Life On The Spectrum…

Caleb was diagnosed when he was in Year One way back in 2009, just after we had Maya. Tyler was diagnosed early this year. A lot has changed since Caleb was diagnosed and specialists are now able to diagnose Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD) much younger, sometimes as young as 18 months old.

Caleb’s diagnosis was Pervasive Developmental Disorder-Not Otherwise Specified (PPD-NOS). Which wasn’t as severe as Asperger’s Syndrome and he didn’t quite fit into the categories of the other Developmental Disorders. He ticked enough boxes to be qualified with Autism and had some of the repetitive behaviors and the impulse control issues, but it was mostly the social aspect that he struggled with.

Making friends, reading expressions and having appropriate reactions in social situations was difficult for him. He has since matured out of a lot of his younger ‘quirks’ and although autism isn’t something you grow out of, has been able to manage what few issues he still faces. He has a few good friends that he has been friends with for a while now and that makes my heart so happy!

Tyler…. Ty is my only planned child, we actively planned him and tried for almost a year. He is my little beautiful soul. He is also the most challenging child I think I have ever met in my life!

Tree Change Time!

We moved away from all of our family and friends just before Ty turned 2, we felt like we needed a tree change and wanted our kids to grow up in a little country town where everyone knew everyone else and we didn’t have to lock our doors when we went out. I fell pregnant straight away, like straight away!

I was quite sick while pregnant with Lochie and was used to going to the gym regularly with my girlfriends at our old place. Unfortunately the gym in our quaint little town had a creche that was only open for an hour in the morning and only for the classes that were on. Ty hated that creche and I was too sick to go to the classes so we sat on the couch, escaped from the world and watched telly instead.

FIFO is Hard on Everyone!

At the time Chris was working away doing FIFO and had been for a few years. It was the most isolated, lonely time in my life. We didn’t know anyone in town and Chris was away for 2 weeks at a time and home for 1 week. He was working hard so when he finished work we would have a short chat and he would head to bed. Just repeat that for 2 weeks at a time. I often wonder if I hadn’t been so selfishly vacant during Ty’s younger learning years, if it would have changed anything. The specialists say no but I cant help but wonder…

Doctors and Therapies

Ty didn’t talk, basically at all, until he was about two and a half years old. I didn’t really notice at the time that his speech wasn’t up to speed. When you have a talkative daughter like mine you just enjoy the quiet when you get it! I love her to bits but that girl could talk underwater with a mouth full of marbles…

As most mums know when you have older kids they tend to talk for the younger kids a lot too. It wasn’t until the heath nurse that came around for our routine visit when Loch was little, that Ty not communicating or interacting appropriately was flagged as ‘not normal’.

She organised for me to visit a pediatrician. The pediatrician organised for us to see a speech therapist and participate in the Hanen Program – It Takes Two To Talk course. At first we thought “We already have 2 kids and they talk fine, how the hell did we not realise this? Do we really need someone to teach us how to teach our child talk? Can they teach us how to stop Maya talking?!”

Turns out we learnt a lot in the 8 week course and Ty started talking more and more and connecting with us substantially more! It was an amazing time in his development and we were elated to be able to finally communicate with him!

Daddy’s Home!

The timing also coincided with Chris deciding to leaving FIFO and he got a job at home, working 4 days on and 4 days off. Ty really came along in leaps and bounds when Chris was home every night and he would run to the door and jump into his arms shouting “DADDY’S HOME”!

Time to Hit the Books!

It was a challenging time in our lives but after we received Ty’s diagnosis we decided to try some different things and stop focusing on ourselves and how we felt about it and start trying to make it easier for him. Parenting kids with on the Spectrum is tough! They’re definitely a test on your sanity sometimes! Thankfully Chris is always reading different case studies, or finding new ideas, or listening to podcasts on how to make us better people and parents. We are both swimming through an ocean of information about nutrition, brain rewiring and some alternative and interesting coping strategies.

It Takes a Village…

With the Autism Spectrum diagnosis rate rising and more parents being thrown into the land of the unknown. I am hoping that my experiences can help parents that are feeling overwhelmed and help out a bit, or even just give you some ideas. I am by no stretch of the imagination an authority on what to do or how to do it, I am just sharing what has worked for us. Parenting is hard! Let’s stick together!

Be lovely to each other 🙂

Sarah

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