Conversations with my dad, post-stroke. He used to be such a story-teller, and now some days he struggles with simple words and gets very frustrated. The stroke was 4 years ago, and just typing this is making me feel sad. I love him for who he is, but I miss who my Dad was.Thinking about how everyone I loved and cared about the abandoned ship when I came out as Trans. But hey, starting fresh right? Small consolation.
People who believe in various conspiration theories. Especially if it’s someone I know personally. Some people get angry, some laugh at them, I’m just sad. Even had to stop seeing one of my really close friends because he was pushing one conspiration theory to everyone who would listen to him.
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