I can hear the birds again. (A description of journeying through depression.)

I can hear birds again. Outside, they’re chirping. It’s subtle and crisp and beautiful. I can hear the breeze and feel it on my skin. It rustles the changing leaves and whisks a few of them onto a windy ride to the earth’s floor. I can see the sky. I’ve viewed it previously, but today […]

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making new decisions, dialing it down, and stubborn nipples

So. I got my breast implants out almost a year ago now, and living with tiny natural boobies is a rather new experience for me. Part of this experience is me being able to, like, feel things. With my nipple region. Praise baby Jesus. Another part of this is that I’ve tried 30 different bras […]

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