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I mean. I don't want to lick any body parts these days. Human, feline, or any other.

I really envy how easy it is for my cat to lick her butthole.

It's overrated, in my experience.

Everybody... rock your body.

- heard at the local Dunkin

Never underestimate the transformative power of spite.

*realizing there was a small error in the beautiful missive I just sent by carrier pigeon* well shit. Fuck. Someone get my slingshot

I have zoom therapy at 4pm and I'm already worried I'm going to lose track of time at 3:55 and miss it. Do I even need a diagnosis at this point?

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Tori is the name of this cat. Tori Jr or TJ.

Hooray!

Tori Jr. Sometimes TJ. Always precious.

Black and white "tuxedo" cat. She is on a couch, curled up small and not looking at the camera.

As yet untitled cat.

Agreed. 👯‍♂️

This is my life goal.

I love this album. Still listening, might put on repeat for the rest of the day.

In my fantasies, we're already having breakup sex.

This is pure magic.

So I just said to myself "I'll drop the thing in the mailbox (a letter, not anything bad) and reward myself with a short walk."
What's happened to me???

And I was going to try to walk a little to one of the transit stops. too. much. adventure.
I also need to drop something in a mailbox, which for me still adds to the adventure. And I'll need a snack even if I bring one - eating in public is still adventurous for me.

I was going to try and go to Callen-Lorde today to pick up a prescription. But I bundled too many adventures into it, I think.
I wanted to try taking the bus/train. For the first time in years. I also want to make Callen-Lorde more cruisy. But I'm not feeling my best cruisy self today. (cont)

Does this mean I'm an early adopter? 😱

Same.

That sounds great! Thanks! <3

I leave my apartment far more often than not. I want to enjoy my life.

I'm scared that I will sink back into that cyclic-depression-hole. But I'll enjoy this while it lasts, I guess.

I was in the hospital with kidney failure #2 in late June. July was spent recovering from that. Then around August 2nd I exited a years-long major depressive episode (maybe cyclic?) and I've been doing things I thought I couldn't since. I'm writing again.

Yesterday I walked a mile, turned around, and walked the same mile home.

Today I walked half a mile, turned around, and walked the same half a mile home.

Until August 3rd or so I would have called myself agoraphobic. I haven't walked more than .2 mile in literal years. What's changed?

Are you looking for experience with woman energy, or bodies, or something else, or some combination?

I grok.

Menopause sucks. About a month ago I finally started estradiol - 10mcg! That's such a little amount! And a couple weeks in I had a day of absolute PMDD hell. It's not supposed to be absorbed systemically, since it's a local insertable thing. But apparently my body got triggered? I survived, but...