I’ve said it before and I’ll say it until my last breath. Lord give me the confidence of a mediocre white man.
My application for the Supported Living Payment has been approved.
Every now and then (all the time) I get asked about what medication and supplements I take/exercises I do/if I drink water hanging upside down off the kitchen table etc – Continue Reading →
I’ve had more than one friend tell me they’re afraid of feminism. Not just that – they’re afraid of feminists. They’re afraid of “doing feminism wrong,” and I understand that. Continue Reading →
I’m having some ~feelings~ about labels. Ever since I discovered, to my surprise and no one else’s, that I was Not Straight, I’ve been looking for the right way to Continue Reading →