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turtlesareneat
I am working to build queer community in my Southern red state. It's hard, and everyone wants more from me than I can deliver. Trying to help a volunteer write a grant proposal. Trying to keep my shit together. Trying to move a thousand small boulders up a thousand small hills.
I do feel valued when I see my son, and he comes running up to me, and gives me a huge hug, which will happen tonight.
But I am also terribly lonely, and it's the kind where plenty of people are around me, but I am still lonely, because I am not able to be open and authentic to them. They want a leader . Being vulnerable has caused problems with that.
Every once in a while I can buy a bag of weed and then, for a while, none of it matters and I can just roll the boulders all day.
10 years of child sexual abuse is worse than just a single rape, if her reports are to be believed.
I saw one in person yesterday whist antiquing. They are not comfy and make a lot of noise when you sit on them, and get dusty as hell.
I have to talk to myself louder so they know I wasn't talking to them, and then I usually single a little do-do-do song that gets louder and louder until they leave the area. Shutting up is absolutely off the table at that point. I don't wanna look weird.
Put down your phone and step away from all screens and see how much bandwidth your mind has