I was an extraordinarily lonely child (divorced parents, empty home, absent father) so I think I like, socialized myself by practicing being a person in the mirror for hours and hours alone,
I have a lovely group of friends who I call on rotation through the week to feel connected now, but I still spend time nearly every day talking to me.
Bat-shit-crazy or Based-sane-baddie?


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Now that I think about it, my intimate familiarity with my own face is probably one of the reasons I have been able to appreciate the truly miniscule nuances that estrogen added, and even though it’s super subtle I don’t care because for like, at least 6 months now I, When I look at me, I don’t get the same hollow whistling sound of hope free falling down an endless abyss that I used to 😁