RaeAnna + A Nerdy Lifestyle
I have chosen to take the unpopular route: Disowning my parents. It's a hard decision, and one I live with every day. But it is the best thing for me. Over two years no contact, it's only been in the last six months words and stories have started pouring out of me.
George Peabody Library has been the last thing to cross off my bucket list for several years. I finally did in October, and I was overwhelmed. Stendhals Syndrome played a role, but I finally realized the immensity of what I've done. How hard I fought to have an education. As a woman, a gay woman, this library was never meant for me, but I got to stand there as I am, knowing everything I have overcome to be this person and have all the knowledge I do.
I'm single, but I’ve dated. 31, never married, no kids. I have yet to make someone projectile vomit when they look upon me. I have a pretty successful career, not lucrative, but successful. I’m tall. I wouldn’t say I’m a catch, but I have enough going for me that I could catch a date if I felt so inclined. I'm pretty confident, and I genuinely don't hate who I am. I have spent a good bit of my adulthood in relationships with people, and some of them have said some things that have somehow not affected my confidence. I like other people's opinions about me. Most of the time, it helps me grow... But these, not so much.
April of 2022, I made the decision to consistently exercise. I did, then life happened. In November, I got a bougie ass gym membership. I've been lifting with regularishness for two months, and holy wow have there been some changes. I'm getting a new body, and I'm trying to figure out if I like it. But also what everyone else says about protein... I found out they're right.
Detransition, Baby by Torrey Peters allows readers into the daily struggle of what that looks like for queer and trans women from the very first page with humor, tenacity, and the mundane acceptance that this is life.
Music is a huge part of my life. So, this year, I made a playlist to keep me in check and also remind me it’s okay to be the bummer that I authentically am. Because I truly would not have a career or passion or drive without the depression, anxiety, abuse, and neurodivergence that make up the trauma responses I call my personality.