Dating · Life

Far from normal

I always wondered when it would happen, and it surprises me that it took this long: My online harasser found the blog. He may be reading this post. He may be digging through the archives for more ammunition to try to bait me with (favourite tactics include racist remarks, slut-shaming, and insults about my body,…… Continue reading Far from normal

Friends · Life · Relationship

Two is the loneliest number

I’ve been cleaning a lot lately. Well, I cleaned the tub twice in two weeks, which is a lot for me. I’ve been doing laundry, including folding that shit and putting it away. I even vacuumed yesterday. I can count on one hand the number of times I vacuumed in my old apartment (my former…… Continue reading Two is the loneliest number