It's quite weird to be threatened with being outed, given how public I am, but just so doxxers can have one-stop shopping, here are many things I've shared about myself on the Internets and in print, collected here for your convenience:
I've lived with severe depression since early childhood (the first time I remember making a suicide plan was at age five). Meds and therapy have helped. I've been in therapy on and off for thirty years. Currently on.
Among the medical procedures I've had are tonsillectomy, root canals, lithotripsy for kidney stones, two abortions, one egg donation that resulted in two live births for others (as you can imagine, this makes my GYN intake form look confusing), sinus surgery (minimally invasive at St. Elizabeth's, I highly recommend it), and appendectomy.
I have self-identified as bisexual for many years; my choice of that term is meant to indicate no disrespect (or lack of attraction) to people whose gender identity is not binary. I am in a monogamous marriage of 13 years with a man.
I'm a fat lady by many people's standards, an "inbetweenie" by some people's standards. I don't weigh myself, but I'm either just under or just over 200 pounds at 5'9". I fit comfortably into size 12 or 14 jeans US at the moment, but often buy much larger clothes because I hate tight clothing. My shoe size is 9 1/2 or 10 US. I am nearsighted. Like many women with pale skin and dark hair, I have visible facial hair, which I choose to remove (and I've written about same fairly often).
I have worked very little in the last ten years because of severe chronic auto-inflammatory illness. I am not on disability; my husband supports me financially when I'm not working, and makes up whatever difference there is between my earnings and my expenses when I am. I owe the IRS a considerable sum in back taxes related to this illness and some bureaucratic kerfuffles on both their and my sides; I'm working with an excellent accountant to resolve this, but there's an outstanding lien against me that I imagine turns up on Radaris or wherever.
Oh, hell, what else have I written about that other people might think I should find embarrassing? I take dozens of pills every day to manage my illness. I have smoked and eaten marijuana, smoked hashish and opium, snorted cocaine, and dropped acid. I've been a domme and occasionally a switch in the past; my husband isn't into kink, though.
I was abused sexually as a child and raped as a young adult. I've been robbed twice, and struck by strangers in the street three or four times. My driving record is excellent, though I should say I took a 25-year hiatus from driving between age 17 and age 42. I have never been charged with a crime.
I am an unenrolled voter, generally voting for the Democratic candidate, occasionally for the Green-Rainbow candidate. I am an infrequent Episcopalian, and was raised Roman Catholic. I can be extremely brusque, both in person and on the Internet. I prefer cats to dogs, but am allergic to both.
I like to think that I have a good sense of humor, and that I'm a good dancer, but acknowledge that I may be horribly wrong in both respects.