diary
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Locked In: How Chastity Fed My Dysphoria
I was talking to a chappie who’d reached out to me about castration. He is doing…
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Discharged – Back to Life, Back to Work
I had a call with the cardiac nurse today to talk about how I was recovering.…
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Love at a distance, cake at the door
I have been missing my husband and I wanted to check on him and make sure…
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Emails, updates, and a nap
Today is my first day officially back to work. Mornings only. I really struggled to get…
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Love Me, Love My Dog
Ambrosius came over for puppy play. He gave me a beautiful warm hug and soft kisses…
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Knots in my stomach, knots in my heart
Damned my stupid brain! It’s caught in an overthinking spiral. I’m seeing Ambrosius today for some…
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Four Weeks: Not Afraid of Dying, Afraid of Dysfunction
Its been four weeks since my heart attack. the time has dragged and flown by at…
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If Mr Fit Can Have a Heart Attack…
Today I met up with my favourite work colleagues for lunch. I took the morning steady…
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Hormones, Heart Attacks, and Being Heard
Patricius kindly offered to take me to the hospital and drop me outside. We had a…
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Learning to rest
Learning to really rest is hard! I’m in my third week and I think I’ve only…
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Cuban Heat
This happened several weeks ago… The morning that my husband moved his stuff to the flat,…
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Leading by Example: Learning to Rest
This week mornings are feeling very difficult. I don’t know whether it’s because I’m still paying…
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Coffee and Consequences
The bus stops are now in range – they’re each between twelve and fifteen minutes from…
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Heartbeats and Hardons
I’m slowly getting better, listening to my body and physical heart (to distinguish it from the…
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Born to sparkle, but not today
Yesterday, I did a few hours “work” in the morning, including one meeting, then I be…
