Be the change you want to see.

I've now invited two strangers in australia to read my fic.

I'd ask what in the hell am I thinking but I'm pretty sure I know. They asked, I offered. I may never know if they did read it, but I certainly am proud of my work. Not ashamed.

curious.

I recommended "Pest Control" to Jeff's co worker who asked after my Marvel fic tonight. At least the slashfic is outside that fandom. *shrug*

Most people that know me would say I'm

Smart, passionate, good listener, good storyteller, amazing hugs, a little bit flaky sometimes but trying to get better.

Most people would also notice that I believe all genders are valid and that I believe you when you tell me how you identify. Also that people who disagree with me on this should just swipe left on me.

What I'm doing with my life

I'm not looking for my One, I have a One.

I'm looking for someone who can enrich my life AND at least one of my communities, OR who is already there, interested in Life, the Universe, and Everything, but we just haven't met yet.

I'm looking for (mostly polyamorous and queer friendly) Makers and Burners and fanfiction writers, dancers and music makers, artists, designers, people who have learned how to smile even when life is hard and stupid, who'll roll their eyes at me using #gotyourback while proving that they live that philosophy.

I wanna go hiking with poets and dancing with queen geeks, flirt with voluptuous risk takers and swim among beings who understand gender as a performance and a construct. Mad science arguments and poetry get flung around with Dad jokes and lyrics of old swing tunes or bits from Steven Universe and She-ra.

Can you keep up?

I'm happily embodied and studying shame free living, how about you? Can you converse without words? Are you happy to coexist, head on my shoulder or vice versa?

Did you minor in platonic cuddles and friendly flirtation? Can you deal with me dropping in and out of silly accents and dropping non sequiturs? (No wait, it's too long, let me sum up)

I'm looking for playfellows, for adventures and rowdy shenanigans, and to see where and if we fit. For an hour, a year, or longer.

I firmly believe that "each relationship should seek its own level" but I don't go for *casual* sex at all. I'm happy where I am, if you're special and secure and we click, fun is bound to happen! I have references! (My entire Burning Man camp from 2018 will vouch.)

New adventures?

I'm really good at

Writing, dancing joyfully, explaining things, expressing affection, being straightforward.

The first thing people notice about me

silver in my hair, my easy smile, my warm calm energy.

Six things I could never do without

Tea. Preferably black tea.

My Doc Martens. (i.e., ass kicking stompy boots)

My Spouse, my House, my Kitties, & Loving touch.

My spiritual practice,

My sense of humor, and

Self-respect.

I spend a lot of time thinking about

... how to strive for the Right Thing, (right thought, right word, right action,) and how can I be the most honorable human being possible.

...What's the next fun thing I can say yes to?

...how can I get better organized and more productive in my artistic life?

On a typical Friday night I am

Honestly, I'm usually at home unless I've had a really enticing invitation.
I'm pretty much a Hobbit.

The most private thing I'm willing to admit

I've had a rough time trusting people in a romantic way, after the way my last three secondary-level relationships ended. If you have any emotional intelligence, and we meet in person, I expect you to know what to do with that information.

you should message me if...

-- you and I are a very high match percentage and you live in the SF Bay Area. -- you love to walk, hike, play or dance. Especially dance.

-- you write, particularly fiction, and love to talk about it.

-- you're very liberal and want to talk about how to make art and change the world.

--you can talk about relationships like a grownup. I'm not looking for a hookup.

-- you have a quirky, self effacing sense of humor, and enough confidence to fling yourself into new small adventures.

-- you really love tea.

It’s 2 am. I’m up way past my bedtime because of reasons, namely that my brain won’t shut up and I’m feeling overwhelmed.
Recently diagnosed with ADHD and I don’t know what to do about it. Feels like I’ve been breaking any good things in my life, my whole life.
Only thing to give me peace tonight (this morning) is realizing that I am allowed to ask for help. I have two or three points of contact who may prove helpful. My therapist is one.
Depression sucks. ADHD sucks. Unemployment sucks. I have really good things in my life and I know it, intellectually, but I can’t keep them in focus right now.
I’m going to ask for help. Because I said I would.
This post is how I’m gonna keep myself accountable. Xposting to dreamwidth.
If you struggle with depression, ADHD, lack of purpose, lack of self worth, I’d like to hear from you.

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Apr 9th, 2017

Via shadowandstar:

One little compliment or affirmation can make you feel amazing. So give me a compliment, anything in the entire world, even that my shoelaces are pretty, then post this in your own journal. Once you get some comments, put that entry in a memory or tag, and when you are feeling down, just go to that entry and it will remind you how great you are!

Comments are going to be screened, and anonymous is okay.