self-discovery
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“A Previous Life”: Reading Edmund White in the Midst of My Own Ending
This is a posthumous novel; I don’t know how much are Edmund’s own words and what…
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The Tears Are Not Ready
Things are getting deeper in counselling. Tonight we started talking about history, because I said that…
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Waking Next to Absence
I had a friend over last night. Originally, he was going to come over and we’d…
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The lure of gendering
While I was reading Ben Pechey’s “Book of Non-Binary Joy”, I found that I was trying…
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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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He’s Not A Patient; He’s A Very Naughty Boy
Yay! Counselling! Who looks forward to their counselling session? I do! It had been a busy…
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Two Weeks On: Sex, Toys, and Heartbeats
Two weeks after my heart attack, I’m learning that curiosity beats fear — even when it…
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Book Review: The Book of Non-binary Joy – Ben Pechey
Oh hello darling, and welcome to this, my very first book. Thus the Introduction begins, with…
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Heartache, Literally
Time for another counselling session! I put the rug down (it doesn’t start down because the…
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Not My Type, But My Match
Yesterday was the first of the two day event that is Southampton Pride. I really didn’t…
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735m
After the – uh – educational experience at the sauna, I started wondering about hookup apps.…
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The Gods Sent Seagulls, Not Lovers
So far, I have only thought about playing with other guys. The thought is huge and…
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The lightness returning
For the first time since last summer, my counsellor came to the house for my session.…
