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⚡Hit me like a 4x4 to the heart⚡

Call me Road. • 30 • She/Her • Objectum (Vehium) and POSIC.

I have a long term human partner and I'm newly partnered with my Beloved Vehicle, my 1998 4Runner, 'Trixie'. This blog is primarily for journaling and talking about my relationship with Trixie in one of the few places I can do so openly.

This will mostly be diary-esque posts about our relationship, self indulgent writings, and an occasional reblog. There will be nsft and suggestive material from time to time, and probably a lot of swearing.

I enjoy talking about and exploring my Vehium relationship as well as other's, and practicing my writing so don't hesitate to reach out or even request something! I would really like to get to know more Vehiums and Objectums in general.

The aura these two were exuding in the Texas Roadhouse parking lot was delightfully overpowering. Gotta love two mean badass butches with attitudes.

BUT BUT BUT it also has a garage door to the outside.

Do you understand me????

Scary, exciting, painful, and hopeful times ahead.

Trixie has been an angel helping me keep my shit together lately and I don't know what I'd do without her quiet strength and unwavering support.

Without going entirely and messily into it since it's technically unrelated to OS/vehium content: me and my human partner of 10 years are separating, I've already left my long term and stable job (but I already have a new one lined up!) and I'm moving back in with my parents in a different town.

This isn't exactly where I thought I'd be at 30, but hey, isn't being freshly divorced and living back in your parents basement at 30 kind of a stereotype anyway?

I've been doing pretty well holding it all together until today when I left my new job interview in our new town, which coincidentally enough, is in the same town me and my human partner first moved to when we met and moved in together all those year ago. It brought back a lot of memories and it all hit at once and I finally broke down for the first time, sobbing mid-lunch in Trixie at the park me and my human partner used to go to for walks at long before Trixie was ever in the picture, now here she is with me, and he's soon only going to be a memory.

And that's when it kind of dawned on me, I feel like that scared, hopeless, freshly 19 year old again, just starting out on my own and terrified of everything failing and terrified of what this strange new chapter of my life is going to be like. I'm scared, I'm nervous, I don't know what to expect, I feel like a little girl again. I feel like I'm learning to be an adult all over again. With no real support to guide me and no safety net. Then every big move me and my human partner made, across the country several times with no help or support, every time starting over and having the fear of failure and the fear of things not working out, not this time though, it's painful, I'm scared, but I have so much hope that it will all be for the best, and I know I am going to be ok.

This time I have Trixie.

This time I get to experience all of these new, exciting, scary things with her.

I don't know what the next few days, weeks, or months hold for me and her. Things will probably definitely be stressful, and I'm not sure if that will result in this blog being abandoned for a bit, or if I will start manic posting to cope and keep occupied. Probably a mix of both.

*ringing dinner bell*

Vehiums!

Vehiums!!