It's been a while as per usual.
K is now 16, what a trip! He's such a good kid. I'm very blessed.
My career is progressing nicely and I finally feel like I've found my niche in the world as a Mental Health worker.
I've been renovating our kitchen in between work and professional development, and thankfully I'm almost done. It's felt like a long haul.
I'm still almost 100% stealth, including at work - however occasionally I'll out myself if it's relevant and safe. I'm not as guarded as I used to be on that front, but still not out in general. It's not relevant.
Bottom dysphoria is still at an all-time high and I don't think I'll ever have the financial capacity to rectify that situation so I am working hard to make peace with my body. It's a struggle.
I'm back at the gym for the first time since COVID hit, and fuck it feels good to be inside myself more physically than mentally for a change.
