I got the date!!! Officially confirmed!!! Bottom surgery October 18th!!! 🥳

Last week I mentioned I was busy with some identity issues… Well… turns out I’m a girl. Or… at least part of me is. I have no idea anymore and I’m currently too burned out to explore this any further.
I suppose it’s not really a big surprise, considering my online activity here on Lemmy. But still, accepting a truth like this is still… Let’s just say I’m seeing a lot of my 40+ years alive through a new lens and a lot of things fall in place and with it some sad realizations of how I wish I knew these things then.
Oh and you guys are the first to know, so… yay? :)
Sorry if I’m unloading like this, it’s going to be the only coming out I will be doing for a long while. I just felt the urge to say/write it out loud once.

Pretty good, been spending some time playing games and chatting with this cute trans girl I met on reddit and we’ve started exchanging pics and stuff, which is still something I’m not really used to since I spent most of my childhood and all of my teen years depressed and socially isolated. So it’s been a really refreshing experience that’s boosted my self confidence a lot, especially when she called me cute.

I made it to see Postal Service. I tend to have a lot of anxiety and went alone. It’s the small things to keep going.

Dealing with medical issues from massive pelvic surgery I had years ago to help resolve some of my intersex related genetic issues. It’s a problem I’ve had for a while but I’m dealing with it so I can get some of my life back.

I have a meeting tomorrow morning with a mediator and representatives from my old company with my lawyer tomorrow.

I’m trying to get my job back since they fired me in response to bringing up issues of abusive behaviour in the workplace. They are trying to get me to back down and disappear.

I have mixed feelings. A part of me wants my job back. The act itself would spit in the face of the general manager who is rotten to his very core.

The other part of me thinks I’ve done enough damage and can safely call it quits by taking a money offer. I exposed to corporate just how awful management at my company was and in response to my firing, corporate has forced several costly updates to work flow practices at the company, cracked down hard on all the unsafe work practices, refused to represent them in my labour board reprisal claim and forced the HR manager to retire ahead of her scheduled retirement plant (I assume, it’s convenient she retired a month after my claim was officially filed and not in 2024 as scheduled).

Tomorrow I’ll have to pick my battle carefully. As much as I’d love to drag this company to the human rights tribunal, I’m also pretty tired and should consider taking the wins I already achieved.

Bureaucracy is fucking lame.

Ahhhhh!

I’m in grad school. I need to pass this very difficult (for me class). It feels like it’ll be the end of me. I truly am lost in this class. This is my last required class before I can submit to pass my entrance exams to be in dissertation phase.

My research idea got funded. Now I need to figure out how to execute and hire people that won’t just waste the budget. I’m the first one on my team to win a grant like I did (it’s a big deal: 3 years of funding). So everyone is giving me big kudos. Like… save it for when I get results!

Good problems I think. But my stress level is at the max and I feel like I’m drowning with more and more responsibilities keep me from swimming ashore.

I’m moving into a studio this coming weekend. I’m mostly excited to have my own space, own kitchen, own bathroom, own internet, etc. But, I’m also nervous since this will be my first time living alone. 🥹

Bumpy start. Starting a new job tomorrow—well, a new employer—and I should be excited but my head hurts. I think my laptop may have something to do with it. Or lack of sleep.

Maybe I’ll read for an hour before going to bed, see how that goes.

Spent the last two weeks taking care of my dying grandfather. Now after he’s gone we were hoping to get back home but we’re flying frontier and they canceled our flight. Now what would be a four hour flight one way has turned into a layover that’s 13 hours on top of that. And no one can help us out so we’re hoping we won’t get stuck in vegas. It’s been a rough time.

I’m still recovering from a nasty case of Covid that has hit me on the first day of our intercontinental holiday trip, because of course it has. I wish for a week off work where I don’t get sick within two days - it would be the first time this year. But we’ve finally hired a replacement for some of my more time-consuming tasks and once she’s finished training she’ll take a lot of work off me, so things are (probably) looking up!

Despite the vaccination and booster Covid has hit me hard, not to mention the bacteria coming along for the ride. I’m in week three and finally feeling better, but my sense of smell is still mostly gone, and I sincerely hope to get it back soon. A coworker has lost most of her sense of smell and taste some two years ago and the loss seems to be permanent, though she infected herself on purpose to get a certificate without the vaccination, so not much sympathy from me.

As soon as I’m confident that my replacement can do a good job, SWMBO and me are planning some kind of sabbatical to recover from the stress of the last few years. Work, the kids and tons of drama in the extended family have taken their toll on both of us (see “getting sick at the start of every holiday” above). We’ve also been married for more than a year now and still haven’t gotten around to planning our honeymoon. Some real us time is sorely needed.

SWMBO has also informed me this week that she doesn’t really want to live in the house that we’ve bought last november, though it was her who first saw it and told me that she really wanted to buy it. Apparently she really likes the plot of land (it is a nice and quiet place with a huge garden and a quite spectacular view), but she’s come to realize that she doesn’t like the house itself at all. It lacks a room for herself with a view of the mountains, the kitchen is too dark and small and the dark brown beams in the living room are depressing.
I’m not yet sure what to make of this. We were planning some remodeling anyways, but adding new rooms on the outside, extending a brand-new kitchen into the room where the office is now and either lowering the ceiling or moving some beams around the roof and repainting everything is an order of magnitude bigger than what we originally had planned.
We’re going to have to let this settle and make a wish list to present to an architect who really thrives on difficult challenges.

So, went to a committee meeting for this community service group I’ve been invited to join. It was interesting, but there are signs of things to be wary of with this group.

Happily am able to walk if those flags turn out to actually be red, but doubt the rest of the members can.

We shall see…

Otherwise, finally obtained a new (to me, it is refurbished) computer. Expected setting it up to my liking would be a lot more stressful than it is turning out to be. Looking forward to availing of greatly enhanced tools for some creative endeavours. As this is the first time I’ve used a desktop since the late 1990s, there’s been a lot of rearranging of my space alongside this process.

On that note, settling into watching The Wire. Got the box set forever ago, but previously it was an awkward faff to set up the DVD player, etc., so kept leaving it be after a couple of episodes.

My week has been one of growth.

Over the past couple of months, my wife and I have been having lots of drama because she’s polyamorous, but I’m innately monogamous (at least thus far).

She has a boyfriend now and it’s been a struggle, but I’ve finally accepted/realized that there’s no actual threat of her leaving (which was the core source of my anxiety and jealousy).

So we’re doing awesome now! We still have sex, snuggle, and generally carry on as normal, just that she also has someone who is satisfying that need to experience new relationships.

So overall, my week is going great

So I am leaving my job and this is my last week. I am 2nd in charge, but my manager has taken this week off. So I am acting manager for this last week and did not get a handover for the work. So I am spending my last week trying to manage it all and catch up of the work that was left hanging as well as my own. I also catch 3 trains to get to work over an hour away (one of the reasons for leaving) and today my train was delayed mid way for an hour because the police needed to remove a passenger. I also had to submit a 32 page report to exit a staff member who has literally been getting paid to do criminally negligent work. I’m tired. But my staff are great. I am at a train station now and I miss my dog.

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