He/him, more or less. 29. A regular human being from Earth who enjoys walking, television, and DEFINITELY having only one heart.
Bsky username is the same
Doctor: It’s a beautiful bouncing baby boy!
Me: first off way to assign gender, second let’s be honest this child is mid at best, third *I grab the kid and try an experimental dribble* yeah it barely bounces at all, just as I thought. Hon, you wanna name it? I don’t really care
I can’t keep going like this. Idk if it’s these sites—Twitter and bsky—or if getting Covid last year broke something in me or what, but my lowest point has gotten so much lower. I can’t keep doing what I’m doing. I can’t keep feeling what I’m feeling. Something needs to change.
So I really, really fucking hope I find some other way to change. I’d really like to find somewhere I belong, somewhere I can trim off the dead branches and let the new growth come in.
Definitely isn’t here. These sites, the format is intrinsically toxic.
Since this blasted app never shows my longer posts to anyone, here’s a single post to say: I just wrote a thread asking for suggestions figuring out what’s wrong with my guts. I’ll add it below in a sec. Here’s the very cute cross stitch I just finished for the algo. 🙃