A short tail of how love (self-love) can be found even in unpleasant situations.
Un cuento corto de cómo el amor (amor propio) se puede encontrar hasta en situaciones desagradables.
Three people live in my home: my mum and I.
En mi casa vivimos tres personas: mi mamá y yo.
A personal story based on a note by Russian author Anton Chekhov.
Una anécdota personal basada en una nota del autor ruso Antón Chejov.
A few days ago, texting with a couple of friends, the conversation we were having shifted to comparing why transitioning is like rock climbing. I […]
Just a few weeks ago, being out for dinner and drinks with friends was just a Saturday. Nowadays that is a risky, irresponsible, and in […]
My term of the year for 2019 is… (drum roll, please…) “Anterior Pelvic Rotation”!
I didn’t change anything.
When I’m irked by someone or something, I’m actually irritated and annoyed with myself. It takes me a lot of self reflection, but every time […]
Quick thought of the day: “It’s sad that we don’t allow ourselves to be happy because we think we’re making other people happy.”
In the last few years I’ve become:
It really doesn’t matter. It only matters if it matters to me! That is always true. Always. (This is one of the fundamentals of Franchesism.)
All the images on this blog are mine. Many have been taken specifically for the post they belong to, while others were taken some time […]
Personally I never felt comfortable applying the word “transition” to me. It’s because I don’t feel I’m transitioning from anything to anything else. Having said that I […]