An Experiment in Human Connection
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Antisocial Social Club is an experiment in human creativity and connection. For 365 days, I'm committed to sharing real talk that goes deeper than the chatter and noise of social media. I might fake my own death on social media in 2025, and if I do, this is where you'll find me instead. Please come along for the ride! No, I don't know where we're going, and I'm not sure when we'll be back. So get in, but only if you're down for a trip into creative chaos and the wild unknown.
65. cosmic daze
“I like to work with the energy of Venus day,” Camden said, and I nodded, listening to the voice note as I sat outside in the sun, “but I also like the energy of Jupiter day.”
I knew exactly what she meant.
It may be Greek to some, but it’s actually Roman. Around three thousand years ago, when ...
by Amelia Travis —
Feb 18, 2025
astrology
64. backslide
You know, I used to be terrified of making any kind of big, public pronouncement about what I was doing, or intended to do, because I was afraid of my own self-sabotage. I was scared I wouldn’t follow through on what I said I’d do. I was anxious that I’d tell people I was doing something, then ch...
Feb 17, 2025
63. are we there yet?
I’ve been writing here for 63 days, so that means… only 302 left to go.
I’ll be honest, I’ve been having misgivings about the duration of this project. It usually goes something like, “It’s only day 63. How in the world are you going to have something to say for the next 302 days? Throw in the t...
by Amelia Travis —
Feb 16, 2025
62. short circuit
How can a neurodivergent person explain what overstimulation feels like to someone neurotypical?
This is the question I asked myself more than once today as I struggled with a particularly potent day of short circuiting in my mental and emotional functions.
It’s become glaringly obvious that th...
by Amelia Travis —
Feb 15, 2025
adhd
61. fur burger
It’s Valentine’s Day and I’m thinking about the love stories in my life - especially the wet, sloppy, hairy, stinky ones. In some ways, the love stories with my canine companions might be the sweetest of all.
I’ll give my mom credit for opening the tap to my sappy, softie heart. The boys love do...
by Amelia Travis —
Feb 14, 2025
60. atomization
Sugar, spice and everything nice,
That’s what little girls are made of.
Salt, mud, shadow and blood,
That's what whole humans are made of.
What happens when we try to keep our imperfections, flaws, and ‘dark’ aspects hidden? It certainly impacts us personally, as strengthening the mask of what s...
by Amelia Travis —
Feb 13, 2025
59. open mic
On Wednesdays I have school - two classes, six hours, and this is at least the third or fourth week I’ve found myself exhausted, trying to write at midnight, and today brought an epiphany.
So I’m happy to share a new ritual: open mic night at the Antisocia.
On these nights that I have nothing l...
by Amelia Travis —
Feb 12, 2025
58. future self
The year was 2014, and I was guiding one of my first paddle board yoga teacher training sessions in San Diego, accompanied by my dear friend Shannon Purves. Shannon is a real groovy kitten, one of the most radiant light-beams I’ve ever met, and one heck of a yoga teacher. During this training, sh...
by Amelia Travis —
Feb 11, 2025
57. purpose
In the Upanishads, a wise sage addresses the issues of what to do in the dark times. He is being questioned at the court of a powerful ruler who understands the material world but realizes that at times a deeper knowledge of existence is required.
Beginning with what he knows best, the king asks ...
by Amelia Travis —
Feb 10, 2025
56. lobster lovers
If you’ve been in romantic partnership for long enough, you may find that at some point you forget how to do the romantic part.
That’s what happened for us, anyway. I’ve been married to Brent, a man I’m obsessed with for 13 years, and we’ll have been together for 16 this September. We have two k...
by Amelia Travis —
Feb 09, 2025
55. sugar baby
I have great news (for me, anyway). It's date night. Our first true and proper date night in five years. My mom is watching the kids overnight so Brent I and can run away and be lovers for 24 hours. In full transparency, I don't wanna write today. I just wanna get away and be un-responsible, be a...
by Amelia Travis —
Feb 08, 2025
54. apocalypse
It was a revelation, a reckoning, and a relief, all in one.
Today was apocalyptic: from the Greek ApokÃlypsis, a "lifting of the veil", or finding out something secret.
It brought the catastrophic ending of a friendship due to betrayal. Remember yesterday, when I said if you wanna piss me off, li...
Feb 07, 2025
