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About me
A brief explanation of who I am and suchlike:
I'm a Jewishlate-40s early 50s artist, singer, and tech asshole. I'm genderqueer as fuck - my gender identity has been "butch" or "dyke" for more than a decade. Currently I'm undergoing hormone therapy to shift my presentation from "butch but I guess a woman" to "sure does look like a dude from here". What can I say? It took me 40 years to figure it out, but I finally did, so why not go for it.
I guess that technically makes me a trans man, but I still feel like a big ol' butch dyke. Being queer is exhausting sometimes.
I was married to a high femme, my beloved Glitter Princess, for 14 years before she died in early 2019. It's complicated, but she was sick for many years before she passed away, so it was expected. It still sucked a lot, though. She and I raised four children (plus a bonus kid), who are all now in their mid-20s to early 30s, and are all wonderful.
I now live with my partner (hereafter referred to as The Cryptid) in a house with a gas stove, a lot of art on the walls, and four ridiculous cats. Life doesn't suck.
I'm a Jewish
I guess that technically makes me a trans man, but I still feel like a big ol' butch dyke. Being queer is exhausting sometimes.
I was married to a high femme, my beloved Glitter Princess, for 14 years before she died in early 2019. It's complicated, but she was sick for many years before she passed away, so it was expected. It still sucked a lot, though. She and I raised four children (plus a bonus kid), who are all now in their mid-20s to early 30s, and are all wonderful.
I now live with my partner (hereafter referred to as The Cryptid) in a house with a gas stove, a lot of art on the walls, and four ridiculous cats. Life doesn't suck.
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But yay for partner and gas stove and art and cats and kids.
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Learning how to be by myself after Miryam died was one of the best things I've ever done for my own mental health, though. It was entirely necessary and I would do it again, even through the crush of grief that is the first year after someone dies. It's good to know, now, that I can be by myself and be not only okay, but happy and fulfilled. My partner is a lovely bonus to an otherwise pretty decent life.
I'm sure your life doesn't allow for the emotional and mental space to have a partner at this time, but I hope some day you and your perfect person find each other. I also hope you're doing well as you are. <3
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We do! Hi, friend!
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