Update

I haven’t been posting much lately. It’s been a weird couple months tho. Like I can’t tell if I’ve just been manic and getting shit some somehow or what but I also feel like I could fall apart any second. But I’ve been managing, just bare minimally, which is nice for a change.
Having bipolar disorder is shitty and I wish I could tell more people that. It requires me to take a lot of time and medication to keep me alive and functioning. Sometimes I feel bad that I used to work three jobs and now only work one, but up til seven months ago I didn’t think I’d even be alive; just living was a daily struggle for ten years. I’m not where I want to be yet, but I’ve come a long way. I can’t be haunted by everything.

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Today I had to block an old friend on FB. We haven’t spoken in a while, but she was the first person in my catholic high school that openly supported gay people and was always an advocate for me. She posted an “article” that just shit all over Trans people and gender studies and women’s rights all as being irrelevant topics that are demanding too much bs attention. I very rarely post on media with my own opinions that reflect from my direct experiences other than here, in fear of being disrespectful or having others invalidate my experiences, (which fucks with my head even more so being bipolar too, false memories blah blah) but I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt and commented respectfully saying how I and others may find it hurtful. Then it snowballed into ten white cishet boys posting memes about being triggered and long rants about how I must have my feelings hurt, the article was 100% truth and it was a shitty option to think otherwise.

I haven’t felt this defeated in a while, and I want to be more active in the community like I used to, but it’s hard when you leave the college bubble of queerness. Even in northampton, even working with a ton of queer and Trans people at the coop I am still not safe or respected or validated.

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First time in years that I shaved my chin! Going for that no shave November thing, but keeping my mustache I think.
Life is decent lately. I’m learning how to use a compound bow and I’m a pretty okay shot, even with my fucked up wrist.
Filled out my...

First time in years that I shaved my chin! Going for that no shave November thing, but keeping my mustache I think.
Life is decent lately. I’m learning how to use a compound bow and I’m a pretty okay shot, even with my fucked up wrist.
Filled out my fafsa form for school, pretty nervous about applying but stoked to go back to class. Adulting isn’t so bad.

Oh also, I’m buying a new car soon, almost saved up. Woohoo!

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Dads got melanoma. They took four giant ass moles from his back last week and he going in for more Wednesday. Poor guy. This killed my grandfather when he was only 35, I’m hoping it’s not as serious for my dad…
Genetic breast cancer and genetic melanoma, it’s gunna be good to get old lol.


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