diary
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Fun with blood thinners
I picked Patricius up as his home and we drove out to a garden centre for…
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New Year’s Day Blues
I had asked the husband to come over for lunch New Years Day. He likes celebrating…
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ChatGPT Wrapped 2025
(or: what happened when I accidentally used an AI as a thinking partner for a whole…
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Public (in)conveniences
I had to come into town to have a contact lens checkup. Busting for a pee,…
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Two Candles
On the anniversary of my mum’s death, I go to Winchester cathedral to light a candle.…
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The Harder Part of Christmas
… continued from The Quiet Part of Christmas … At just after quarter-past-one, I packed all…
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The Quiet Part of Christmas
Christmas Eve I asked my husband (not yet ex) whether he’d like to come and watch…
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When the Body Remembers Before I Do
I’ve had a cold these last few days. Nothing dramatic – just enough to flatten me…
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Counselling: Notes from the Table
Counselling! I laid out the chart of my marriage on the table to ready for Richard,…
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A calm coffee with my Ex
Having cancelled my play with Funiculosus and my family visit for tomorrow, I decided to take…
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Responsibility, Snot, and Disappointment
I have been so excited about seeing Funiculosus this weekend. We’d been messaging each other, both…
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Consent Is the Foreplay
Severus and I met on a gay hookup app in August. We were actually scheduled to…
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Clarity Is Kinder Than Confusion
Content warning:This post discusses sexual encounters, bereavement, boundary-setting, and emotional discomfort. There are references to grief…
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A day that taught me about compassion, consent, and leaving early
So. Here’s the thing. I’d been messaging a guy that I met on Recon (a gay…

