I still want to talk about my goals for this year. In the last post, I mostly talked about my medical crisis that reshaped my life. Nothing is too hyperbolic to state about that experience. And it’s not something I can talk about with many people because it’s just not relatable at all. The more… Continue Reading
In my last post, I was going to talk about my goals for this year, but mostly went on and on about what my medical crisis was like. Which is in part because it’s the most important thing that happened to me. It changed my life in many ways, even though in some ways, it… Continue Reading
Yesterday was my birthday. I have been on this earth for 53 years, and I should have died for good 2 1/2 years ago. I don’t really consider my birthday my birthday any longer beacuse I was reborn on another day. That wouldbe September 3rd, 2021. More pragmatically, it should be a week later when… Continue Reading
It’s still my birthday as I write this. It will be for another hour and fifteen minutes. My mother called me around this time last nigth to wish me a happy birthday, and I was fine until she started moaning about my father again. I know dementia is really cruel and very hard to deal… Continue Reading
In yesterday’s post, I talked about luck at the DMV. It was a silly post, but there was an underpinning of seriousness in it. If I had gotten the by-the-book person, I might not have gotten my license renewed. I don’t drive much, but I do drive–and I would not be comfortable driving without a… Continue Reading
I was at the DMV today because I had to renew my license. It has been eight years since I’ve been in the DMV for this reason beacuse the pandemic made it so I didn’t have to do it in 2020. I did it online and just used the same picture. I was relieved because… Continue Reading
Yesterday, I was talking about my parents and love. It’s taken for granted that parents love their children, but it’s always been obvious to me that this was not necessarily true. When I was in my mid-to-late twenties and fended off questions about me procreating, one of the things I heard was, “It’s different when… Continue Reading
In my last post, I rambled about my parents and love. Or rather, the lack of love my parents have for me. It’s been incremental as a realization. Well, at least on my mother’s isde. I’ve never had any illusions about my father, which in a weird way, made him easier to deal with. He… Continue Reading
I was talking to my mother last night and she asked me how I was doing. I don’t tell my mother anything of real importance. I have been having a really hard time sleeping in the last few weeks because of a personal tragedy and Daylight Saving. I told my mother I was having trouble… Continue Reading
At the end of the last post, I was musing about being on the inside or the outside and why people don’t like outsiders. I got tired and abruptly ended the post so I wanted to expand on it in this one. For a lot of people (especially cishet white guys), there’s an over-identifitcation with… Continue Reading