I went to a play party last night.

( Vague sexual references, identity stuff, and general musings )

I told my therapist that I've had a lifetime of falling through the cracks, of not fitting into any of the boxes. ( Forever a square peg. )

Something broke loose about twenty minutes ago, and I just started crying. Sitting at my computer, nothing happening except the mental echoes of a TV episode I had just finished, and a thoughtful comment about the underlying psychology of play parties on my Facebook feed. And suddenly I was crying ( Read more... )

I run across remnants of old stories occasionally.

( It really is this simple )

I've got the papers ready to go off to Social Security and MediCal tomorrow ( Read more... )

I guess, if no other good comes out of this year's medical difficulties, it's causing the scales to fall from my eyes.

( No more subservience and guilt )

The experiment proceeds. So far so good, for the most part.

( Hormonal details )

I commented in response to a FB post about finding body-acceptance while disabled, then realized that it's probably the most articulate I've been about this subject in a long time ( Read more... )

The difference between being non-binary and wanting to just bust gender norms ( Read more... )

"Castle" surprised me with the best explanation I have ever heard of the interplay of self-image, confidence, and attractiveness, particularly in women (but it applies to men too ( Read more... )