W O W
Wow. WOW. Hi, I'm fucking 32 now what the shit is that about? My bf became my ex-bf and then my dead ex-bf. I realized that i was the wrong gender all along. I've been thru addiction and back, serious mental illness and back, homelessness and back, and I'm still kicking. My name is Connor. I'm a disaster but i have a home, two lovely partners, tons of therapy, and a stupid spark of hope that glimmers deep within me and won't let me die. I'm so different in so many respects, and in others i haven't changed at all from half my lifetime ago. All things considered, I'm doing alright.