My name is Abigail Jacqueline Jones – though you may call me Nancy if you would prefer. I’m a performance artist, a writer, a publisher of zines, and an independent academic researcher with a particular and overzealous interest in the stranger side of human sexuality. I live and work in east London, from a bedroom-turned-studio in a house overlooking an enormous old horse chestnut tree: a lonely, stranded remnant of the ancient Waltham Forest, cast adrift amongst Edwardian suburbia. I was diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome in 2010, at the age of thirteen, and then with Autism Spectrum Disorder in 2016, after the former diagnostic term fell out of fashion amongst psychologists and neuroscientists; it took me until I was in my mid-twenties to begin what is commonly referred to as the process of unmasking my autism, and considering how difficult it is to untangle the authentic you from the mask engendered by a lifetime of repressing my autistic traits and behaviours, I am still far from being finished with that process. I came out as a transgender woman in July 2017, at the age of twenty, after spending my entire childhood as an only child educated in all-male educational institutions; and in 2023, at the age of twenty-seven, I finally came out as a giantess.
And no, that last one is not a fucking joke…
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