I’ve found a part-time job that uses some of my underappreciated talents.
Telling stories with single expressions.
High pain tolerance.
Awareness of blocking and stage presence.
Love of dress-up.
Acceptance of my body.
The one problem with this job is that it is only about three hours a month.
I am an art model. Aside from learning from talented artists and enjoying their humorous and good-natured banter, sometimes I get other perks. One artist gave me a half finished sketch of myself which I’ve been playing with. You can still see her brushstrokes on the legs and belly, but I’ve added a face and am working on wings.