diary
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Weekend of Faces
What a busy weekend! Full of socialising… and I am pooped now! Friday was cinema night…
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Letting the grief breathe
I was thinking of bringing my counselling to an end. Things are peaceful in the house,…
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The abdication of home
Having the house to myself has left me realising just how detached I was from the…
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My Evenings, My Self
Since living on my own, I’ve felt free to spend time on things I enjoy –…
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Finding My Own Vertical
As I get better, I feel safer doing more and more — and some of those…
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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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