I don’t know if you’ve ever grown out your hair. I know some people for whom it seems to just happen. They forget they have hair, and then wake up one …
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I've made a lot of mistakes
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I am here to report back from the land of the summer sex party. It was not what I expected, in many ways. I will speak only in general terms to protect…
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Note: this post mentions the existence of sex. Also: I am not being paid for this and if I link to a specific item I own, I promise you, I bought it on…
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I am not sure to what extent my experience of transness lines up with other people’s, and as such, I never felt comfortable referring to myself as tran…
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In a move that may be at least somewhat born from spite, I like to consider myself a Christian. It’s a sore subject with one particular Acquaintance of…
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or: I can't possibly transition until my hair looks better
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I have an endless font of appreciation for people who look like they’re dressed very cool when they’re actually being lazy. The Other, for instance, ha…
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In an effort to spice up our relationship, I asked The Beloved if I could watch an episode of her favorite show, Grey’s Anatomy, with her. The joke’s o…
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April is a perfect month for doing things. It is, in Virginia, perhaps the only month (other than October) when anything can possibly be accomplished. …
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Content note: dad stuff, suicide mention. I’ve been trying to teach myself to play the ukulele, and last night it occurred to me that I should learn ho…
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Yep, never had them before! I was forbidden as a teen, which was probably wise, because I was an awkward child with no control at all over my body, and…
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