Deception at work is the norm. It’s depressingly widespread, even at companies flying “We pride ourselves on diversity” banners.
Personal journaling, blogs, and commentary about my life. These are likely my most vulnerable posts, and I don’t delete the embarrassing stuff.
Bethany and I visited our families in Little Rock and New Jersey and had lots of fun! (My travel blogs are here instead of social media now)
I realized underneath all the frustration, low energy, brain fog, insomnia, and general bad mood… is an intense pain flare.
For every person that tells me some version of “You’re weird.” I get another who says “So? Everyone’s like that!”
Since I came out as queer around this time last year, I’ve been asked some interesting and often insensitive questions.
I’ve hesitated to write about my time in Wisconsin. I don’t want to make the nice people who live there feel bad. Some of them made me feel welcome and comfortable.
When I was in college, I wasn’t exactly the epitome of cishetero-ness. My art school friend with benefits could tell, like many others did.
In early 2020 I answered the first casting call I’ve done since college, and I’ve had to keep it a secret until now.
I gave out some advice in a trans/non-binary group I’m in and I think it might be relevant to others struggling to communicate gender stuff.