The Enemy Inside Our Heads

I really like this comic by lunarbaboon. I’m sharing it with you as something to take into the coming week and draw inspiration from. Have a good week, y’all.

“Enemy” by lunarbaboon

(Im)Practical Guide to Cross Dressing // Word Issues #3

I decided to put my intimate knowledge of cross dressing (no, not really), together with my awesome (no, not really) technical writing skills, into some practical (no, not really) use, and write a guide to cross dressing…

dressing 1

dressing 2

dressing 3

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The dressing being cross with you guaranteed!

The post is a collaboration with lotny. You may check out his blog here.

Take care,

The Perks of Being a Shit Fighter

“Who’s she?”
“Nobody important.”
“Nobody important? Blimey, that’s amazing. You know that in nine hundred years of time and space I’ve never met anybody who wasn’t important before.”

[from the Doctor Who 6th series episode “A Christmas Carol”]

Recently, I felt happy in quite a new, unrestrained, extreme way that involved crying during therapy. I mean, I know it’s quite common to cry out of happiness, but it never happened to me before, and I certainly didn’t ever expect to do so after being confronted with the memory of what’s probably the shittiest event from my past.

I felt happy and cried, because I finally got over an important event that I wanted to forget about for a few sullen years of my youth. I guess everyone feels the need to forget after something important, but important in a negative way, happens to them. I guess everyone at some point learns that this is pretty much impossible.

Events important in a negative way — or, to put it in a simpler way, the shit in our lives — are there for us to not only live with, but also to confront, get over, and learn from.

And I suspect that in some quirky way, they are also there for us to be able to one day feel on top of the world, like I do now.

While in therapy, I learned that there are no “unimportant” events, or people, and that especially if something feels important — it certainly is. And there’s no denying of its importance; you just have to confront shit.

I’m writing this post because I’m living proof of the fact that therapy helps — and I believe that every kind of living proof should be visible.


comic by lotny