A blog by Katie Cruz
I’m always thinking about Lucy. Even three years after last seeing her. Yesterday, I imagined what if I seen her out at a store? What would she say? What would she do? Did her parents feed her society’s narrative that I’m a monster, and change her opinion of me? Would she avoid me. Would she
I had the pleasure of meeting a fellow MAP through video chat yesterday. This person is someone I’ve talked with for a few years online. I’ve always gotten good vibes from them, and we’ve become rather close recently. It was a fun chat and it was cool to be able to put a face to
“It’s not like love at first sight, really. It’s more like… gravity moves. When you see her, suddenly it’s not the earth holding you here anymore. She does. And nothing matters more than her. And you would do anything for her, be anything for her… You become whatever she needs you to be, whether that’s
I had met another female MAP on Twitter last year. Her name was Alyssa. She was out to the world, sharing pictures of herself with GLogo earrings. She was hella cool, down to earth, and I can tell she had good intentions when it comes to children. Very wise beyond her years. And then like
I’m watching MSNBC, and they are showing footage of refugees, and there’s this cute little smiling girl wanting the reporter to play soccer (futbol) with her. Awww she’s so cute, and I just feel so horrible that they’re going through this shit. I wish I could go over there and play soccer with her. Pick
This was originally posted to the Visions of Alice forum. This past weekend, I traveled to Baltimore, Maryland, United States, to participate in the B4U-ACT 2018 Symposium: Expanding Focus. This was my first time attending such an event, and my first time meeting other self-proclaimed MAPs. Upon arriving at the conference center, I seen a
I invited my friends over for dinner last night. They brought my little loves. We started playing music, and I was trying to get them to headbang with me. They wouldn’t do it, and it devolved into both of them tackling me and pouncing on my back, as I screamed in somewhat fake agony. (Their
Last week, Lucy’s mom called and said she was supposed to babysit our friend’s daughter Annie, but couldn’t pick her up from the bus stop, because she needed to be home when Lucy gets off the bus. She asked me to go pick up Annie. I got there, and Annie who is usually shy, completely
I seen my lovely Lucy twice today. I went over to their house and Lucy opened the door and let me in. Lucy and I ended up getting into a pillow fight, which was nice. I had to leave to do other things for several hours, and her parents looked like they had other things
We went to the beach today. We started off by walking along, collecting rocks and shells. I then asked Lucy to come and take a selfie with me. She started trying to get her butt in the picture (which was cute), but I told her I wanted a real selfie. She then sat next to
