... well fuck, I do a cry every time I read this. <3

You will, no doubt, be unsurprised to hear that, yeah, it doesn't feel exceptional; it doesn't feel like I'm doing anything special; a lot of the time, it feels like I'm doing the bare minimum necessary for me to actually... ethically interact with other people? Which, hilariously, leads directly to ableism. (A lot of the time, it feels insupportably self-indulgent.) The reminder that it's work, real valuable visible worthwhile work, floors me every time. Thank you for seeing me, and for helping me to adjust how I see myself. You make me kinder.