I have so much work to do, to learn things and listen to myself. I was raised to support people, not to take care of myself.
I hate this. I feel I've done nothing for myself, except during this last year. I was supposed to have a career and a house and some degree of success by now.
they've changed their public pronouns and I was jealous and also came out to my mom the same day. and felt like a poser for mentioning it.
god, i cry a lot these days. there are some bright spots; lots of sadness for wasted life and wasted me; and sometimes just getting through.
for anyone building masks, I just built the Fu mask (https://freesewing.org/fu-facemask-freesewing.org.a4.pdf) and it fits beautifully. hugs my face all around
and after the sticky-solvy is off, another kitten
I have not yet taken off the sticky-solvy here
eye contact from poster of bts, several watercolor cat eyes, shameless
there is more but it is at the very back of my storage locker and I cannot be arsed
queer, cat sponsor, geek
More queer, more garden.