I never imagined my Son would grow up to have music preferences for Dubstep, Electronica and Techno.
Did I do something wrong?!
I can’t remember your username at all and it’s pissing me off!
Certainly don’t use FB enough to contact a stranger via there, though.
You’re the single LJ person I’m still in contact with. There were some rad groups on there.Come to think of it, I think I was friends with gymx for a brief period. I always thought icarus was brilliant and just a cool person all around, but drama got in the way of any possibility of us talking and getting to know one another. He’s good friends with someone who hates my guts ( I think most of them from that clique do, actually). Shame cause we have so many shared interests. I think those experiences from LJ have largely shaped how I deal with the online trans community now.
That’s just crazy. I think I got out of that relatively unscathed, because I don’t remember any dramas. I was pretty self-obsessed and angsty back then, though.
Ha.
I just…drifted off from LJ. I never had problems with people – there were still annoying/clueless people back then but I feel as though they weren’t as pervasive.
As I said, I was nothing but a young’en back then, so no doubt I only got let in on certain things, and omitted from others entirely.
I can’t remember your username at all and it’s pissing me off!
Certainly don’t use FB enough to contact a stranger via there, though.
You’re the single LJ person I’m still in contact with. There were some rad groups on there.
Who remembers LiveJournal?
Fond memores.
Edit:
Long shot but if you’re out there LiveJournal users: dreamsthatruin, icarus_after, gymx…So many more I can’t remember.
Get at me.
That community on there far surpasses any I’ve come across since.
I am so fucking bored I am refreshing tumblr.
Today my Wife, K, the Dog and I went for a walk in the bush.
We explored a new place not too far from our house, and it was magical. We were the only ones there, surrounded by dense bushland, lazily strolling along the well worn dirt track.
K rode his bike on the family adventure, and when we entered the bushland he saw it was quite hilly terrain. No problem for his tough BMX, but perhaps for his confidence, my Wife and I thought.
He literally squealed with delight down the first hill, peadaling furiously half way down to gain more momentum.
There’s a lot of amazing moments when you’re a parent. But that squeal of utter exhilarated joy, just gets me every time.
“We have to go back there a lot, please” said little K on the ride/walk home.
What do you suggest for a guy who’s beginning to feel like it’s probably best to just give up? Everything feels hopeless and unattainable right now, and I can’t keep living the way I am…. I feel horrible.
Ugh, my answer didn’t show up.
Hey man, firstly I’d like to commend you on your bravery regarding reaching out to someone. It’s often the most difficult step to take.
Secondly, here’s a list of worldwide crisis help lines which you might like to keep handy in case there’s no one you feel as though you can speak to. These people are specifically trained and will even be able to refer you to people in your local area sometimes.
Finally, I can attest that it does and can get better. I have been down many a dark road in my time thus far, and even took a very dark path where I attempted to take my own life.
I am living proof that people like us can get through this shit.Hang in there man.
In light of current events, I extend the invitation for those interetsed in my personal kik details to inbox me.
Please do not be offended however if I do not respond. It’s not for everyone. There’s a transmandad kik somewhere but I can’t remeber the details so for that I apologize.
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