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 Since yesterday, I have decided to use a text-to-speech AAC app for secondary communication after reading a majority of Typed Words Loud Voices. I now know that there are many different ways to communicate, including AAC and writing, which I had not thought about the latter. I have always found it much easier to express myself in written words, as I have apraxia of speech. My thoughts do not always connect well to my mouth, so I often impulsively spout out jumbled words with my speaking voice. The only thing I don't like about AAC is that it takes a little bit longer to respond to someone, but if my speech is already inefficient sometimes, it comes in handy.

I have also reached page 30 in my autie-ethnography/memoir and wrote a majority of it yesterday. I had my ADHD meds increased recently, and I can definitely tell a difference in my productivity. Before my increase, I was primarily just reading, but now I am also back to writing and making artwork. I would like to eventually get back to my other medium... Music... But I am not too concerned about doing so until I have a good concept in mind. I have struggled with being a musician who made music both prior to and after transition, so I almost want to start a completely new project, but don't know where to start.

Finally, I can't forget to mention that my nesting partner, Jessica, and I have gotten engaged to get legally married once I have a more reliable source of income than disability. We had our own ceremony consisting of just us and consider ourselves married already, but if we have the chance, we want to make it legal and more official for more rights. I am polyamorous and have additional partners, but I have always wanted to get legally married to Jessica and cannot imagine a life without her, so that helps dispell the myth that Autistic people can't get married, in fact she is neurodivergent too and Autistic as well, along with other forms of neurodivergence, much like myself. 

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