I’ve written lots of genuinely deep and emotionally honest blogs lately. This isn’t going to be like that.
CW I’ll be chatting about my weight a fair chunk and body image issues When I dress femme, I am very aware that my look is “that goth who’s off to have sex with your dad” and I’m very okay with that. I keep leaning toward ’50s style dresses, normally in black, or black andContinue reading “My body, Gender and Me”
During my first year of university, in those sweet halcyon days of yore, I was advised that I might benefit from a small course of therapy. Those weren’t the exact words used, mind you, it went more like ‘Lol Adam, you crazy’ but I got the message and was lucky enough to be at anContinue reading “Drifting out of lockdown”
2020 was weird, but probably the best thing to happen was my public announcement of being a pharmacist baffler.