I don’t do holidays in general and especially not New Year’s. I did resolutions for a few years, but then realized that I was just setting myself up to fail. I don’t do well with goals. Erm. That’s not entirely true. I do well with some goals. Such as when I tried to lose weight… Continue Reading
My mom sent me a video of an American neurosurgeon who got encephalitis and was in a coma for two months. He emerged from it with no knowledge of this world, but quickly regained it over the next few days. In the video, he describes how he was in a dark place and then there… Continue Reading
Happy 2022, y’all! Man, 2021 was a weird year. Wild and wooly, I’ve called it. It started out terrible with the pandemic still raging on. Then, vaccines! That brought some hope. I got fully vaxxed and cautiously opened up my life a bit. I went from being a hermit, not going anywhere but the… Continue Reading
As I’m writing this, It is the day of NYE. I’ve been mixing up my days for the last few, but I think today is the last day of 2022? *Checks clock*. Yup. It’s December 31st, 2022. I have told both Kathleen and Ian that 2022 was a placeholder for better years. 2021 was a… Continue Reading
As 2021 comes to a close, I can’t stop thinking again about how I should not be alive. I died–twice–and came back to life–twice! So much happened to me that I can’t remember and perhaps my favorite exchange of the year is one that was told to me in retrospect. It was when I saw… Continue Reading
So. More on my family because it’s heavy on my mind. I wrote about it at length in the last post and I want to continue with it now. I’ve written at length about what a jerk my father is. I’ve written less, however, about the betrayal of my mother, probably because it hurts more.… Continue Reading
The end (of the year) is nigh and I could not be happier. This was a shit year in so many ways and I cannot wait to see the back end of it. I am really hoping that 2022 kicks 2021’s ass up, down, and all around. I know I’m going to sound like a… Continue Reading
I used to hate Christmas. Hell, I used to hate all holidays that weren’t Halloween. But, as I’ve talked about in other posts, my recent medical scare has changed many things for me. One of them is my hatred of holidays. It’s gone. Vanished into the night. I went to Thanksgiving at my brother’s with… Continue Reading
I was talking about my relationship with gender (none) in the previous post and I want to continue that discussion here. Being in the hospital changed me for life. One reason was because of the total loss of privacy. I had a team of 2-to4 people 24/7, and one of them was checking my vitals… Continue Reading
Many things have changed in the past three months, though not externally. You may not be able to see it with the naked eye, but I can definitely feel it. To put it bluntly, it’s my family. Before I ended up in the hospital, I had reached an uneasy truce with my parents. My mom… Continue Reading