Hello, people on the other side of the screen! Greetings from The Sarcastic Autist! I am a 25 year old biologically female person who calls herself a gentleman. I’ve started this blog as a way to keep track of my progress through Dialectical Behavior Therapy and to hopefully inspire others to create a life more worth living for themselves as well. I’m autistic and sarcastic and love to joke around, so be prepared for that.
Now, you may be asking yourself “but who the bloody hell is this Mr. Oinkers fellow?” Well, my friend, to explain Mr. Oinkers, I have to explain a weird thing with the wiring in my brain. I really hate myself. Like, insanely so. Sure, I will constantly refer to myself as awesome, as being adorkable, even as insanely sharp and witty. However, I still severely dislike myself and currently will not do a damn thing for me unless it makes someone else happy. And this is where Mr. Oinkers comes in. Mr. Oinkers does not actually exist. Mr. Oinkers was originally the name of a plastic piggy bank that I filled with little slips of paper containing positive affirmations. Then Mr. Oinkers evolved into an idea of a sort of mascot to encourage my friends to better themselves using this Habitica thing.
Suddenly, I realized I was much more likely to do tasks if I was doing it because someone else wanted me to. I also enjoyed the idea of bouncing ideas and emotions off someone who could not judge me. Some of you may have heard of the rubber duck theory, in which states that explaining problems to a rubber duck can help you fix it. Mr. Oinkers runs off a similar theory. If I explain a situation to Mr. Oinkers, he can help me walk through solutions. Mr. Oinkers also holds me accountable for my actions and reminds me of ways I can be a better me.
Well, I feel as though I have rambled enough. Without further ado, I welcome you to join me on my journey with Mr. Oinkers and hope that you can find ways to better yourselves too. I look forward to working with you all.
-The Sarcastic Autist