Sorry I’ve been missing for a few days, I was doing some things for my wife back at her place and then my nephew came over at short notice for a night of video games. I was awake for something like 41 hours on the stretch, so the 15 hours sleep I got last night was SOOOO needed!! Also it was the best sleep I’ve had in a while, so it did me some good. *phew*
Today you’ll maybe need a little piece of paper and a pen.
This video, which isn’t scientific, tests whether you’re basically male, female, or non-binary brained. I tried it and it worked for me. How will you get on?
Stay safe, and I’ll see you tomorrow.
I’ve never been the best at keeping in touch with people. That’s true. It’s not due to a lack of caring about people; I think about so many people so often, but am reticent about “interrupting” their lives again. Maybe I’m just overly shy.
I’m the sort of person who comes into your life, stays a while, then fades away and just brushes past you from time to time. And that’s true not only of people from my past but people from the here and now too.
I’ve realised this enforced isolation and separation from normal life is taking its toll, and it’s showing that by the fact that I’m avoiding making contact with people who I would, under normal circumstances, be communicating with or seeing regularly. Continue reading
Even though it’s been very mild on the whole, it has been a very long and lonely winter. Severe bouts of depression have been interrupted by our transgender group meetings, visits to my nephew’s place afterwards, and the occasional coffee with friends. For all of these things I am particularly grateful.
The past week to ten days has been a complete roller-coaster of emotions, for various reasons, but this past weekend I managed to feel a blessing on the edge of calamity and it has given me a new perspective.
Sometimes it can take a while for the obvious to come along, slap you in the face, and say “Listen to yourself, stupid!”. Well today I finally listened.
A few months after my “day of revelation” as to my true self, some five years or so ago, I confided in a dear friend online that I felt the need for “a man”, and very soon after that a transman did come into my life.
He is still there, although our relationship has moved on from what it was, and I wouldn’t be without him in my life. But what I also have in my life is “wifey”.
“Wifey”. Now there’s a word!
To say that things between wifey and myself are somewhat difficult would be an understatement, and earlier today my brain finally slapped me in the face and woke me up as to the main reason why.
Thank you K and T … always there for you both too. xxx
Danish advert for Christmas 2016 from Elgiganten, an electrical retailer.
The words at the end mean, approximately, “Let the gifts do the talking.”
Not any more. 😦