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Correction to recent post.

On the post where I mentioned an old blog post on a deathling blog.  I think I attributed it to Caitlin Doughty because it was her twitter I found it on.  It turns out not to be her after all.  Someone posted a full correction to all the things I got wrong about who wrote it, who actually died, and so on.  I feel really bad about this on many levels.  One, that I got it wrong in the first place.  And two, that all I can do even now is post this  I can’t go back and correct it.  I can’t respond to the correction directly — but thank you for telling me!  I just lack the spoons right now cognitively and physically.  And this sort of mistake is part of the combination of being cognitively disabled and pushed to nearly my breaking point lately.  I know everyone makes mistakes.  But mistakes happen for different reasons and that is the reason for my mistake here.  And this kind of mistake will keep happening because there’s not a lot I can do to prevent it.  It has nothing to do with being careful, or how much I care, or anything about motivation.  It never has had anything to do with that and it’s not going to start having to do with it now.  I’m just going to mess up in certain areas, over and over again.  So I’m posting a correction.  But know that i can’t always post my correction, I can’t always screen comments, I can’t always post comments, and I certainly can’t avoid this particular kind of mistake.  So these things are going to happen and I’m not even always going to be able to do this much, so I wanted you to know it’s not because I don’t care.  Hell, I can’t even do categories or tags on this post.  All I can do is this.  What I’ve done, what I’m doing, right now.  This is the most I can do.

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Hufflepuff. Came from the redwoods, which tell me who I am and where I belong in the world. I relate to objects as if they are alive, but as things with identities and properties all of their own, not as something human-like. Culturally I'm from a California Okie background. Crochet or otherwise create constantly, write poetry and paint when I can. Proud member of the developmental disability self-advocacy movement. I care a lot more about being a human being than I care about what categories I fit into.

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