Pretty bad. I work retail and the customers and bosses have been horrible.

My dad asked me for a DNA test at Thanksgiving. I agreed because I wanted to vindicate mom but now I realize that’s a stupid idea because he’s just looking to prolong a decades-long argument with someone who wants nothing to do with him. It doesn’t matter what the outcome is, it’s a way to get his foot back in the door.

Great holiday. Hope he’s dead before the next one.

I’ve been totally adrift since I gave up being a digital artist, and people keep telling me to try Bluesky because it’s “less hateful” than Twitter. I keep getting followed by queerphobes and there’s been some implied threat of cyberstalking.

My friends’ reactions basically amount to, “well it’s not all fun and games to stand up for queer people, you should have known this would happen, if we chickened out like you we’d have to stop being queer altogether” like I didn’t have to grow my hair out and stop binding to get people to leave me alone.

I know I’m too old for this but sometimes I wish someone would be nice to me. I’m tired of being manipulated and talked down to and pushed aside like trash. I wish my friends or my family or someone would just be like, “I’m sorry, that sucks” instead of reminding me every five seconds that I suck.