Crap. Good luck, that sounds difficult but worthwhile.
Hugs, Tammi. Just know that you are amazing and inspiring.
This. And, I’ve had to discontinue a medication because it was causing vertigo. Why can’t medications cause wendigo instead? At least that would be seasonally-appropriate!
Anyway,
Need my goddam laugh emoji response option!
Pretty sure “the South” is not gonna matter. The MAGAts are planning to make blue areas miserable win or lose. The only difference will be state-sponsored vs. stochastic terrorism. Buckle up, tie your boots on tight and get ready.
I’m in goddam Canada and still tying up my boots Doc! The perception here is that the battleground states (plus DC) is where things will be most intense.
So - in the spirit of this Topic sending all of you the very best peace and love (but not prayers cuz…oh wait that’s Mindysans other Religion topic).
I am not good. Moving is stressful. I knew it was going to be stressful, but knowing that didn’t seem to make things any less stressful. Tensions are high. The woman I’m a caregiver for (Maryanne) and I have been bickering a lot (we very much have a mother/daughter relationship) and there have been multiple times this week when I have just wanted to walk out the door and keep walking until I get tired, and then just sit down wherever that is forever.
I will be ok, but today, I’m really not. I just need to get through the next 2.5 weeks.
Yeah… that… as I told people over and over and over again back at the old place, whenever they’d say “let them have the south” it was NEVER just about the south…
But I’m as safe as I can probably be where I am (metro ATL)… There is certainly tensions around elections in the metro, but I don’t know that it would spiral out into violence where we are…
:: spawns clones of self to give everyone fluffy Giant Stripy Kitty Hugs ::
You (and all Spain) could probably do with a hug too.
Hugs accepted and returned tenfold
I actually originally wrote Georgia but felt that was too identifying given A)your concerns about identity b)I’m a complete stranger to you but just have a decent memory.
Regardless just know there are people out there in the world who are pulling for you
I feel pretty good today. Seeing terrific, familiar folks showing up here has really helped my mood.
Last night my wife plugged in the votif candle/night light she got as a kid. I asked who it was for, and she said it was for my dad. Doh. He died 25 years ago today, late on Halloween night. (My mom was p.o.'ed at him for choosing that day.)
I thought about Dad, and wished I could speak to him still. There’s so much I’d like talk about. Important things I’ve learned in the last 25 years. Family things, such as the IBD I had as a child–and all the advances since. And interesting things, like the recent book The Sisterhood: The Secret History of Women at the CIA) since he worked there (and OSS during WWII).
Ah well. Universal I guess, seeing how the whole parent-child thing works.
Yeah, I was never shy as identifying where I live at the old place, so I’m not surprised you remember.
Thanks!
My anonymization request was processed and I’m a little sad about it. I’m happy to be rid of that username–i created the account prior to transitioning. I didn’t start posting until after I made the decision to transition, so that was the first community I became a part of as myself. Now it’s gone. People showed up here, so a part of that community remains, which is nice, but now that my account is gone, I’m feeling the loss of something that was important to me.
My Facebook account was the first place I tried my name, and it stuck, obviously.
I know what you mean. However, you’ve stepped past needing it now. I hope you can look back more fondly on that soon.
Well…
You’ve come to the right place…
I didn’t anonymize my old account, but I doubt I’ll ever be back there. I see it as a stage in life, like a first Significant Other. It may be gone, but I’ll always remember it.
The really important thing, of course, is who you are today and will become tomorrow. Growth is what keeps us alive. I’m privileged to have the chance to be a small part of that journey.