The thing that I do love about polyamory, that I’ve loved since before the Jellicle and I started this weird loving journey of ours is how each love adds to the loves you already have. How learning to love another person, understanding and building that language with them means you add to the language you … Read More
Last night I got a message inviting me to a birthday celebration at the end of March. It’s at the place Beautiful Lute and I roleplayed in immediately before our first date last year. On the weekend of her birthday. I figure it would give me a chance to hang out somewhere with people and … Read More
Been a while hasn’t it? How do I love? I’ve always described myself as loving widely not deeply. Eighteen years ago I said that I didn’t trust myself when I fell in love, that I couldn’t trust myself to think. I should read my old blog entries more often perhaps, or I’m claiming insight with … Read More
I had forgotten how much of a physical feeling heartbreak is. The first time my heart was broken was just before Christmas, possibly even Christmas Eve, I had a secret boyfriend and I had to go up to the payphone the otherside of the village to call him and talk to him without my parents … Read More
(Content Warning: I’m talking about sex and specifics about my sex life) I think the word I want to describe my mood right now is probably jubilant. Jubilant definitely feels right and I’m almost certain it’s got a similar root as jubilee…nope I just checked and it’s similar sounding Latin that’s apparently confusing me. In … Read More
It’s complicated to try and divide how being Queer vs how societies perceptions of being queer affected my mental health. Because honestly, being attracted to other girls, in and of itself, hadn’t been a problem. The feelings surrounding trying to keep it hidden, those have fucked me up. I think on some levels they still … Read More
Love? Men? All of the above? (Content warning – serious navel gazing and I’m talking about my love life) Saying I didn’t do love when I was nineteen was a nice shorthand for ‘I’ve read the Ethical Slut’ (I hadn’t) and I want to sleep around without people getting pissed off or me cheating on … Read More
I live in a City of a lot of people with very whimsical tastes. I fit right in, albeit there are too many people too tightly packed, at least one of the reasons I fit in is linguistic, well, sort of. Love languages are occasionally popular to talk about, it’s always good fun to find … Read More
Well, that’s it. I have made it through my first Father’s Day without Dad. No phonecall home asking him how his beer was or to tell him that it was also the Summer Solstice today and some vaguely pagan words and vague descriptions of the Litha ritual I did. To be honest I think that’s … Read More
I mean I’m a woman with a public diary. I’ve had this website for a while and I’ve been putting up my private diary entries since 2003… However, it’s not like there are a lot of people still reading this so, what do I wish that every straight person knew about me? I’m not ‘just … Read More
