Talking to people and experiencing it for myself I am noticing that there is a difference between queer and straight expectations after a break-up. It might be men vs women but I suspect it’s actually straight vs queer. Straight break-ups require much more breaking of contact. Queer ones there’s a level of continuing contact, trying … Read More
I just found out a man who, if I’d given any thought to over the past few years I would have assumed was dead, died today. Aged 99, I can imagine him being disappointed he didn’t make a century actually. https://www.caistorcitizen.co.uk/?p=10435&fbclid=IwAR0lCTgrnn-b3bpukB1D5ySy6xXyqTj8rm0YRq4nZKVENzYP1hQxcT7bdjU He was secretary at my school, well no actually, he’d retired by the time … Read More
I made a lot of promises at the solstice about living authentically because last year all the best things happened when I was as completely myself as I could be.
1.What did you do in 2022 that you’d never done before? Got COVID. Three times. Also tried Kombucha and it was fantastic 2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I kept some of them and made a decent stab at all of them. Yes I will … Read More
Dame Vivienne Westwood died today. I suspect the fact that that matters to me is going to hit a bit weird for people who don’t know either about the fact I love Lolita fashion or her influence upon it. EGL is punk, hell all of Lolita is punk, it’s rebellion in a distinctly feminine form. … Read More
Immediately after breaking up with The Fae Ref and Beautiful Lute I couldn’t cry. No surprise there, it felt like I’d been kicked in the chest and the rest of my body was a sponge of sadness. Eventually I cried. But the problem with being a grown-up and with breaking up just before Christmas is … Read More
This year was the year I started to really feel things. I did so much therapy last year, I really worked on things, so for all Reddit poly people can jump on my descriptions of my feelings towards The Fae Ref and Beautiful Lute and declare I’m an NRE addict, what remains is that this … Read More
Really early on this year I learnt something strange about myself, that when someone I know how to touch dies, my hands mourn. Dudge died before he got to my promised massage and I found that my hands could feel him. Were mapping out how to touch him, could feel were to pull back and … Read More
I am staying in The White County at The Jellicle’s parents for Christmas. I’m not sure the last time I was here for Christmas, to be quite honest I’m not sure the last time I wasn’t working until Christmas Eve or Christmas Day and yet this year I finished yesterday and I’m not working again … Read More
Yesterday I went to see the doctor about getting a diagnosis sorted out. Ended up in a conversation about trauma and information processing. Turns out when I couldn’t work out why I was struggling to process the dance calls at The Printers Guild Ball and was wondering if it was the low lighting or something … Read More
