There is a lot going on right now with me at the moment, and I really believe I can get some major goals accomplished by the end of the year, such as:
I thought about it, and I’m going to do a few things differently than thought. Running will be an option again in a few years, but things have to change.
Such a simple thing to say, but it’s a powerful statement. If only you knew what it takes for me to say that right now.
There’s a huge part of why I no longer want to date cis men: so many times, I get creeps sliding into my Instagram/Facebook DMs and asking for a date. The truth is, they see the hashtag “transwomenofinstagram” and decide to pursue based on that alone. So I have questions for these creeps.
It never fails. Ever since coming out in 2017 and starting hormones in March 2018, there have been a few people at least who have tried to knock me down a few pegs.
When I had my foot surgery in July, I came on here and wondered if I should even continue with endurance. I looked at my foot, my schedule, etc, and I wondered if I should go on with endurance athletics (marathons, etc).
I haven’t posted recently because I’ve been working, working out, and getting ready for to restart my MSW in April. I’ve also been recovering from the foot surgery I had in July, and the recovery process has left me feeling deflated.
After I told an online trans support group that Mamas Wendy and Amy were the most influential women in my life right now, I thought that deserved some elaboration. So without ado, here are the top 10 at least.
So after that… some things happened today. Things that I don’t like, but they are necessary.
So the motherfucker did it to me again. Started to rattle off that “God doesn’t make mistakes,” that “He (God) intended you to live with the equipment he gave you.” He also told me “I don’t really follow the Bible,” and that I only go to Grace to “get my ears tickled.”
Fuck all that nonsense.