So, I'm an empath. That means I feel other people's emotions as if they were my own. It's similar to how it works for Deanna Troi from Star Trek: TNG. I'm used to it by now. I first started noticing it as a distinct, specific sensory input separate from other ones back in my teens, and it really became clear after I began spending a lot of time ( Read more... )

Sixteen years ago, 1999, my grasp on reality shattered into thousands of tiny fragments. For all practical purposes, I might as well have died ( Read more... )

Well, it's been fun for the last week and a half or so, but I think at this point I'm done with the whole thing. I found two people that are most likely both going to end up in the friends category, had some interesting conversations with a bunch of other people, and had a lot of fun with the questions (I answered just over 1000 before getting ( Read more... )

Another question from OKCupid:

Are you more likely to hold a grudge or forgive someone?

• Hold a grudge
• Forgive

What I do isn't really holding a grudge per se, so much as, some things just need to be explicitly worked out before I'm able and willing to forgive and move on. If the thing is just hanging there between us, I'm not necessarily going to be ( Read more... )

In the first year or so after I turned 31, a whole lot of things about life, the universe, and everything started coming together for me and making sense. That was when I first figured out that I was trans, and when I suddenly found myself on the opposite side of nearly every argument I'd ever had in my teens and early 20s. It was a time filled ( Read more... )

From me to a random guy on OKCupid tonight:

I know who I am and where I'm going, and I know what I want. I'm looking for a particular type of gaming nerd, because really I don't see how any kind of lifelong relationship is going to work if we don't have that in common, and I'm looking for a specific type of connection in addition that. I have no ( Read more... )

In 2011 when I first moved down here, I started a small yellow plastic pot of compost. Nearly every single veggie scrap I've generated since moving here has gone into that pot. It's 2015 and that pot is now almost full. Because I've started making a big batch of food almost every weekend, I'm generating veggie scraps even faster, and so I need to ( Read more... )

So, an update on the personal finances front ( Read more... )

I suddenly have a pressing need to remember what it was like to do all the dating type things the first time around, back when I was 17, and I'm pretty sure I wrote it all down because I kept extremely detailed journals back then. And now I can't find them in any of the obvious boxes ( Read more... )

Pretty much since I was a kid, I knew that my life had a purpose. I didn't know what that purpose was, only that I had one. A path, if you will, that the Prophets had laid out for me. There were times when I would be compelled to go in a certain direction, or away from another direction, for no reason that I could see. And any time I had to make ( Read more... )