I’m not sure how to start this one. Dad’s dementia is worse. His memory recall is worse. His cognitive function is worse. His vocabulary and speech is worse. I always think I’ll get used to it, the slow decline, but I don’t get used to it. I think it will be okay...
I starting writing this three weeks ago thinking, ‘Is this going to be the first post of 2018?’ I wasn’t sure where this was going but it didn’t matter. Something grabbed me, took me away from my private journal, sat me down and said: you need to write this here. So,...
Christ, I keep avoiding myself. Again I've left it days without posting anything. I think it's incredibly obvious I'm still neglecting myself, probably because I'm still incredibly unhappy. Even though this post is called "Looking Forward", I'm actually just catching...
“Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham” is the title of a major Bollywood film, meaning “Sometimes happy, sometimes sad” and has about three instances of marriage in it. As per usual with Hindi films. Even though the plot has no parallels with my life, the title does, in all of...
At one FTM Brighton meeting many months ago, Fox (My Transsexual Summer) came along and spoke to us about his experience with the media, and how he was approached. He mentioned something about how weddings are such a big deal and that always stuck with me after the...
Disappeared under aqueous bullshit, pulled under by weeds of despair. Swamped. That’s where I’ve been. Still inundated, but I’m trying to drag myself out now. Blogging is buoyancy. So much has happened. Most of it has happened inside of me. Tremendous invisible...
Last month, I had a birthday. I went home to see my dad, mum and sister. We all went out for a birthday meal, one of the few times my parents, my sister and I have all been out together since they divorced 10 years ago. Family dynamics are better now, so it wasn’t...