Transition update – Week 34 on T

Its been another week on testosterone and again its just flown by, I’ve barely been able to keep up. Its been like a whirlwind but its been good, for the most part anyway. I’ve been dealing with a few stressful situations over the last few weeks, one which has been resolved but the others I’m still working on. I’ve felt like I’ve been dealing with them better then I usually do when I’m put under a lot of stress, so that feels pretty good.

I had another shave today, which feels so awesome! Its hard to explain how it feels, but it just feels right, it just feels natural. I’m so happy I got over my anxieties and just went for it last week.

I noticed the other day that the hair on my arms are starting to get a bit thicker and darker… maybe just my imagination though, but the hair on my chest and stomach is slowly getting thicker and darker too which is cool.

My  voice is finally starting to break and its more noticeable now, even on the phone which is really cool. Sometimes when I say something my voice goes all weird and squeaky lol and I’m like what was that!! so funny.

Got my next T injection next week so looking forward to that as always! 🙂

Everything is just generally going well at the moment, I’m feeling good, feeling positive and making small changes to move things forward.

 

Week 34 on T

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Peace out

Zak

This f*cking suck!

I don’t even know where to start right now, once again my heads in a fucking spin! I feel so full of anger and frustration. I really fucking hate my life! Now I’m not one to say that very often, I try and feel grateful for my life. But some days its just fucking impossible to remain hopeful and grateful when there’s fuck all the be grateful for.

The catalyst to all this anger is Personal Independence Payment (Disability Benefits) They gave me 4 points in each component which isn’t enough to qualify for it. You have to get a minimum of 8 points.

I’m sick to death of being ill and I’m sick to fucking death of having to prove it to the cunts that just don’t give a fuck about anyone’s life! Its so fucking soul destroying and it points out every single failing of my life, which is every fucking aspect of it.

I left school with a few GCSE grades, non of them really mean anything now anyway. My highest grade was English…I can’t get anywhere without maths. I have no qualifications in anything, I have no skills, nothing. I feel like such a fucking failure. I have nothing to be proud of other then I’m still fucking alive! Which how I don’t fucking know cuz right now I’m struggling to see the fucking point at all. I’ve done nothing! and no employer is going to employ someone who’s been on the sick as long as I have and no one will want someone who they can’t rely on 100%. I can’t even fucking drive..

I feel like I have no fucking future, no life nothing. Nothing is moving forward, everything is standing still, life is just moving around me. Everyone else is moving forward, I’m still stuck in the same fucking place, all by myself.

Just the same old little fucking loser kid that I always fucking was. Absolutely pointless waste of fucking space.

I can’t keep doing this bullshit over and over. I’m so exhausted, my heart hurts so much. I’m just wading through mud, not moving forward, just sinking further in.

Its not just job wise, I’ve literally done nothing, been no where. Just been here, doing nothing, just barely existing.

I just want to disappear and stop existing so the pain would just stop.

Just a waste of space..

Peace

Zak

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I don’t often write in between my weekly transition blogs, but I feel like I needed to write today, I got things I just need to get out and maybe it will help me make sense of everything.

It’s probably gonna come out a bit all over the place and scattered, but that’s how my brain is feeling at the moment. It probably won’t be strictly transition related but a bit of everything that happening in my life at the moment, so transition, physical health, mental health, family etc…

I can’t even remember the last time I just wrote a regular blog entry, must have been a while ago now.

I literally don’t know where to even start… Ok I’ll start with the good stuff going on, so I can get into the flow of things and unpick my brain as I go along.

My name change is all official now, which is really awesome and feels so good. I am now legally Mr Zak Dyllan Mills! Woohoo! I’ve already changed it at the bank and the doctors and I’ve written some letters too, they just need posting. It just feels really right and just the next part of my transition, I feel much more like me now. Which probably sounds weird as its just a name but for me a name is quite an important part of my identity and how the world views me and how I view myself. So yeah feeling pretty awesome about that.

Last Sunday my new little nephew Alex came into the world, weighing in at 9lbs 3! the lil fatty lol but he’s so damn cute. I already had cuddles on Tuesday with him, he was just so content just laying on my lap fast asleep, he’s so chill. Proud uncle to 3 nephews, which is insane! the eldest will be 9 this year, its just flown by so fast. I absolutely adore all of them.

Physical health hasn’t really been too great this year, I’ve had infection after infection. Over the new years I kept getting nose bleeds, I then had a sinus infection, then last month I had a ear infection and at the moment I’ve had a chest infection for about 3 weeks and I’ve had lots of really bad nose bleeds as well. So I’m not sure what’s really going on, but I went to Southampton hospital this week and he took some blood to see what was happening. As he didn’t want to up the cellcept and make me more immuo-suppressed just in case its just been back luck that I’ve been getting ill and not due to my Churg Strauss Syndrome playing up, but he can’t tell until he gets the results. I’m hoping I’ll hear about the results soon and I’mm also kind of hoping its just been a bad run of luck getting ill and nothing more serious then that. But when nose bleeds are involved I know its more likely to be my condition as nose bleeds were one of my first ever symptoms. I’ll just have to see what happens with all this… I am hoping its nothing serious, I’d rather not up any medication if I don’t have too.

My mental health has been a bit of a mixture recently, its been quite difficult to deal with and I know its made me a bit harder to be around as well. Its not really been the bipolar that I’ve been struggling to control, although fighting with the depression and bad thoughts some days seems like the easy part of it all. I’ve been really struggling with the gender dysphoria, it hits so hard and its overwhelming and intense beyond words. The slightest thing can kick it off and I feel like I have zero control over it, which in itself is kinda frustrating and a bit scary.

Its my chest that is causing all the distress, anxiety and stress. I want top surgery so bad. I’ve never liked my chest, its always made me feel uncomfortable and embarrassed. When the dysphoria hits, I feel so detached, I feel like a ghost, I just want to be as far away from myself and my body as I can get, so I just disassociate but then I find it hard to get back in my body again. It really effects my mood, it makes me feel so depressed and really agitated because I’m not comfortable in my skin, because it doesn’t feel like it belongs to me, its never really belonged to me. I know I have to do some work around acceptance of self etc, as I know surgery will not fix all the emotional stuff but it will ease it. But right now that seems like a big thing to work on by myself.

I’m already starting to stress about summer and the warmer weather, as I get hot easily so it wont be as easy to cover up while remaining comfortable. I’m already aware that its gonna cause me a huge deal of stress and anxiety and it may make me less likely to go out far, I’m already anticipating how I’m going to feel, be etc… So I don’t know how I’m going to handle that and get through it.

Not being able to bind my chest makes it all the worse, I think maybe if I could bind that would take a bit of anxiety and stress out of it, I’ve been still trying on the high impact sports bras as they were the most comfortable out of everything I tried but its still not comfortable enough, especially with my chest problems I experience anyway. Its just so fucking frustrating! and doesn’t seem to be getting any easier to deal with, but the longer I’m on T the worse its getting to deal with and most days I feel pretty agitated and anxious. Its not so bad if I’m just at home and not really going anywhere, but as soon as I’ve got to go out for any period of time, especially on my own then I feel so self conscious, agitated and anxious.

I feel like I’m stuck in a limbo, like life can’t move forward right now and I know I’ve stopped moving forward, I wouldn’t know where to go now anyway. I just feel stuck, waiting for life to start again but I can’t find the button. I know I shouldn’t be waiting for top surgery but that’s what it feels like, I feel like after that then my life can start going again, where too I don’t know. I know my life can be better then it is right now, but I don’t know where I’m going, what I want, what direction, what I should or shouldn’t be doing… I’m in a rut and I hate it. Desperately trying to find things that make me really happy and not much is making me as happy as before. I mean I’m not totally unhappy, but I know things can and should be better, I just lost the drive to find it, I feel lost.

Ok… so maybe I needed to write this a more then I really realised but feels good to get it all out, I can breathe now. Been feeling mostly ok today, as I’ve stayed close to home, I’ve only been out to take the dogs for a run. Have felt so so tired today, I’ve just been chilling and looking after myself. I also finished writing out my ESA forms, I just need to get my paperwork together and then Monday I can post it all off recorded delivery, so they can’t say they didn’t get it. But I’ll sort that out on Monday I think, gonna spend the rest of the weekend just relaxing and looking after myself.

That’s it for now, am getting hungry…bloody steroids lol! Gonna go cook myself some food, although I’d really love a take away but money is low.. so cooking it is lol!

Peace out

Zak

Quick catch up – Big News

I haven’t posted for a while as my head hasn’t been in the best place for the last few months or so because I’ve been dealing with so much bullshit. But a few things have changed since the last time I posted, so things are moving forward slowly.

My biggest piece of news is that I finally won my PIP case and its all sorted, which is a massive relief. On the flipside of that I have to reapply for ESA next April/May and my PIP in September. I’m trying not to worry about it too much but its hard not to as I’ve been through 14 months of hell with PIP. I am just trying to concentrate on the now and getting through this coming “Joyful” season.

So that’s my main news, its a bit bittersweet but hey such is life. My other good news is that I finally have an appointment at Southampton General Hospital to see a Vasculitis specialist in January and it couldn’t come sooner, I’ve been waiting for a long long time for this to be sorted out. I know exactly what I want and need out of this appointment, so I am almost bursting to get there and start getting the ball rolling.

I’ve also had an appointment through for the endocrinologist and that’s in March. They’ve already started me on Vitamin D tablets as my levels are really low and they need them to be at a certain level before I can start hormones. So super excited for this appointment but I know that until I come off my steroids I cannot start hormones, which is why the Southampton appointment is so important.

I think that’s all the big stuff that’s been going on over the last few months. My head has been all over the place recently, so its hard to remember things. My mood has been up and down as well but I am starting to feel a bit more settled now.

This is just the tip of the iceberg really, there’s tons of other stuff that I haven’t even mentioned but I will try and post again soon.

Peace out

Batman

Benefits saga – Continues

I’ve decided to split up my posts about my life into sections, so my posts are shorter and a bit easier to read and digest.

So as the title states this one is about PIP and ESA…Oh the joys!

Well after having to go to a tribunal, the DWP decided they might appeal the court’s decision. I am currently still waiting to hear from them.

I did get the statement that the tribunal sent to DWP but that’s all. I am really hoping I hear this week, as the wait is killing me! I just want it over with and I just want it sorted. It physically hurts, the wait is just agonising and just unreal.

The sad thing is I know I’m not the only one going through this and its heart breaking to think about all the pain and suffering that has been caused by this benefit change-up.

I feel like as a person with disabilities, I am being picked on and treated like a criminal. Even though my issues are legitimate and real, whether you can see them or not. My disabilities are there and they affect me every day.

The system certainly doesn’t cater for people with physical and mental health issues. For example, I would love to be able to work on the days I felt well enough and then on the days I need to rest then I could take off. But I just doesn’t work like that, jobs aren’t that flexible. Most jobs these days are zero contract hours, so I wouldn’t be entitled to statutory sick pay and benefits takes months or in my case over a year to sort out. Or similarly people with mental health issues, could be well for say 3 months at a time. So they could work that 3 months and then take time off to rest or if they become unwell then to get better again. But as I said it just doesn’t work like that and to me it doesn’t make much sense and I feel that it should be working this way, so then at least people who are unable to work all the time are at least paying taxes, even if it’s for a short while, not to mention the fact that it will give people with long-term health issues purpose, self-esteem and pride in themselves. I despise not being a productive member of society but we have a system in place that’s all or nothing. You are either able to work or you’re not, which is silly to me.

Well that’s my personal opinion and views on where the system is going wrong.

I am also still without my bus pass, which is making me feel trapped because I’m unable to pay for the bus with the little money I do get. I’ve emailed my OT again to get her to chase it up, as it was meant to have been processed last Monday and I should have got it last week, so I don’t know what’s going on with that. It’s so frustrating having to always chase things up. I just wish things would start running a bit more smoothly so it’s not so bloody stressful.

Anyway that’s all for now, I will post more when I know more.

Peace out

Batman

Apparently it’s not over…

Last week I wrote about my PIP tribunal results and that they had awarded me 8 points which meant I still qualify for it, well just. No I wasn’t overly happy with their decision but I was just happy it was all coming to and end.

Well I was fucking wrong to feel relieved and to think that is was all nearly over! Because this morning the DWP sent me a letter saying that they are going to request a statement from the tribunal service for them to explain exactly why I was awarded the 8 points and if they do not think their reasons are good enough they are going to request to appeal to courts decision about me being awareded PIP, if they do appeal it means they will be taking it to the high courts, which means they will still continue to withhold my money.

WTF?! I didn’t even know they could do this. Surely once HMC’s have made their decision that should be final.

To say I am angry and upset is just a total understatment, I am absolutely devastated and absolutely furious.

They simply cannot take this further, I just don’t have it in me to do anymore. I can’t keep proving over and over to these people. They have made me feel like I am a liar, that I am a criminal, they have made me depressed and on the edge of suicide.

Sat here in disbelief, I wanted to write as I needed to get some of the anger out but I’m at a loss for words. For the last year I’ve said all I’ve had to said about how angry I am about this whole situation and it just seems to keep getting worse and worse. I feel like all my rights, my voice, my dignity has just been stripped away by these people. I feel like I’ve been left in a dark, cold cell, stripped of clothing, of warmth, light, food, everything. I simply cannot beleieve our goverment is doing this to the disabled and vulnerable people, its disgusting.

2,380 people from 2011 – 2014 killed themselves after being deemed fit to work. Who is speaking for them? Who is fighting for them? Who even cares? I do not want to be a statistic BUT I fear I maybe if the DWP appeal this.

I feel the need to speak up about this but right now I am not in the right head space and I wouldn’t know where to even start.

I can’t write anymore, I feel like I’m going in circles in my head.

Peace out

Batman

PIP Tribunal Results are in…

I had my PIP tribunal Tuesday afternoon, I had my awesome friend come with me. He came down from London for the day just to help me. I was so so grateful as I definitely wouldn’t have got through it without him there with me. He also treated me to ice cream afterwards.

J and I hung out all morning, we didn’t do much just watched tv and chatted mainly. It was nice to catch up and hang out, even if we did have to go do grown up things in the afternoon lol.

The tribunal itself wasn’t too horrific, it definitely wasn’t as bad as I thought it would have been.

There was a Judge, a doctor and a disabilities adviser, the doctor seemed to have heard about my Granulomatosis with Polyangiitis, which was good and the other two were actually nice. I didn’t feel too judged by them, like I thought I would, so I didn’t feel to awful when I left.

I didn’t get their decision there and then, as they said its a lot to talk about and digest so they wanted to take their time, so they sent it in the post which I received today.

I want to list once again what my medical issues are, I wont go into how they affect me as I just can’t go through that again.

Anyway I have:

  • Granulomatosis with Polyangiitis
  • Bipolar disorder
  • ADHD
  • Hyper mobility

I got awarded PIP but I only got 8 point for the Living component and NOTHING for the mobility component. When I was on DLA I was on middle rate care and mobility, my health issues have not changed, if anything they have got worse. So how I do not qualify for mobility is beyond me. It means I have lost £100 a month as well, I do still qualify for the severe disability rates on ESA but I do not now qualify for the free bus pass, so I am hoping my Social Services blue pass comes to me very soon, so I can re-apply for my bus pass.

I am not happy with their decision but I am not going to challenge it because I have only been awarded it until Feb 2018, which means I will have to do the forms again by September 2017. Which is absolute bullshit! My conditions won’t have changed in the next 12months I will still have them. But it does give me a chance to get as much evidence as I can in that time.

So as you can all imagine I am angry but I simply don’t have the energy to fight them any further then I already have.

Once again I have a raging sinus and chest infection, I saw a doctor today but she wasn’t my regular GP as he was busy. I asked for another steroid injection, she said she can’t do another too close, its got to be 6 weeks apart really. I asked about re-starting Methotrexate just until I get to Southampton hospital and she said no…But she did give me 40mgs of oral steroids which she said would make me feel better in 4 hours of taking them but it didn’t. I did leave a message with my GP but he didn’t ring, so I’m going to ring in the morning and see if he can ring me and get something sorted, because I am soooo fucking over this right now.

Anyway gonna wrap this up,

Peace out

Batman

Psych app – Not where I want to be but where I need to be

Thought I would write a quick update from my post the other day as I had my psych appointment this afternoon.

My appointment was roughly 10 minutes long, barely that I would say. I wasn’t able to actually express myself properly and how bad I’ve actually been feeling, I was able to say my mood was low but that was about it. So yeah he really didn’t get the extent of what I am feeling right now.

He didn’t want to try me on Lamotrigine, he wanted me to see how I felt after the tribunal for benefits. He so didn’t get that I didn’t want to go to this appointment in the first fucking place! It took a lot for me to ring up and book an appointment as I feel like I’ve failed!

But I put my foot down and said no I really want to try it, even if its for 6 months just until I get back onto my feet again. So he reluctantly gave me Lamotrigine to try and I am glad I was able to put my foot down and get what I wanted.

I left feeling really fucking angry, mainly because I just felt rushed and that he just didn’t understand me at all! It took a lot for me to go there in the first place let alone say yeah I’m really fucking suicidal all the time…

But whatever its done, I got the meds I wanted so I shouldn’t hang on to it too much.

My OT rang this morning and she has done the paper work for me to get a social services blue pass so I will be able to renew my bus pass without waiting for PIP results, so I feel a bit more relieved about that I just hope it comes through quickly.

I’ve also decided to go on homeswappers just to see whats available, because if I leave it up to the council it could take forever, after all 1% of people are being adequately housed right now..URGH!

Oh my ESA assessment on Mon went well, the lady was a nurse and it was all over fairly quickly. She was really nice and totally understood my situation. So I am hoping I will here pretty soon.

Not really sure how I feel, I’m trying to let go of the anger about my appointment and just get over it but easier said then done right now.

So yeah I’m not where I want to be but I am where I need to be

Peace out

Batman

I feel into the darkness

A month ago since I last posted and I was attempting to write more regularly but life and my poor mental health has kinda got in the way and to be honest I don’t remember a lot of the past month. I know I’ve had a few good days with friends and my brother but the rest of the time has been pretty dark. I recently spoke out loud to someone about how I’ve been feeling so yeah now its like real so I can and need to talk  about it.

So I suppose I’ll quickly update about benefits and stuff..

Tomorrow is my ESA face to face assessment, so not looking forward to it but luckily I have someone coming with me. But I am still super fucking nervous, although I have heard ESA isn’t as hard to get as PIP.

I have my PIP tribunal on 23rd of this month.. which I am really not fucking looking forward too! proper freaking out! But again I have an awesome friend who is coming down especially to come with me. He is awesome.

I had a letter yesterday to say my bus pass will run out in a months time and if my PIP isn’t sorted by then, then I will be unable to renew it and I won’t be able to get to any groups or appointments. But I have emailed my OT about getting a social services blue card so I will always be eligible for a bus pass. Definitely not a stress I need right now.

Health hasn’t been great, had a sinus infection which went to my chest and out of hours and a&e wouldn’t help me… which they usually do! So ended up waiting to see my GP and he gave me a steroid injection in my bum and it made me feel so much better, energy wise anyway as I literally had no energy to get out of bed. My referral to Southampton has been sent! So I am mega happy about that and cannot wait to be seen by someone who’s got a clue how to treat me and will actually fucking listen.

I am off Tramadol altogether now which is great but the Gabapentin has caused me to gain a stone in weight, which has gone to the places I want it the least, my chest, stomach and hips and because I’ve not been well, I’ve not been able to get out and exercise and because my moods been low I’ve been binge eating… which makes me feel even fucking worse.

That brings me to the my mental health.. Well its not been fucking pretty I can say that for sure.

I thought I was doing ok but only because I was keeping my true feelings inside and not really being true to myself and probably lack of insight as well didn’t help. But I’ve not been well for months, I’m just an expert at hiding it well.

In Oct when I had a bit of a manic episode due to lack of sleep, it did take a few weeks to recover but then I think I was doing ok, from what I remember. (memory at the moment is so poor) I was fairly stable and coping with everything ok.

When my money first got cut in Feb, I was like ok this is fine, I’ll cut the bills where I can, change my outgoings where I am able to etc and I will just make it work and that was ok for a bit.

As time went on it got harder and harder, my physical health got worse, I was more isolated then I ever have been before and my mood became lower and harder for me to control.

So right now I am in a place where I am struggling to stay or be grounded because I keep disassociating all the time, to the point that I am losing hours of time just by sat staring into space, so if I have an appointment I have to set like 6 alarms just so I get out of the house on time but usually once I’ve had a shower and I’m back in my body again then its not too bad. But its so fucking difficult to deal with on a daily basis, its so fucking draining.

That I can sort of deal with though but what I am finding harder to deal with is the depression, the suicidal thoughts which are fairly fucking regular and the self harm thoughts, which are so strong and I’ve gone as far as going to the shop to buy razor blades, I did manage to walk out without any but that took every little bit of strength I had left that day and its something I think about doing every day because nothing is giving me the release I need! Even writing about it my whole body is just itching to do it! Trouble is at this point I wouldn’t be in control of it or myself…I probably wouldn’t want to stop once I started either.

So yeah right now I am in a really fucking dark place and I cannot get out of this myself, only medication will help and I refuse to up the Quetiapine! So will ring the mental health team for an appointment to see if I can try Lamotrigine as that is a non weight gaining medication. I really don’t want to as I feel like its going backwards once again.

I feel so helpless, fucking useless, hopeless and like I really don’t give a fuck anymore and for me feeling like this is not good, especially with the disassociation, that’s when really bad things happen because I am not aware and I am not in control.

It’s a scary place to be, I used to love feeling out of control because that’s all I knew for all my life, then I got well and I liked that even more because I felt some level of security in that.

Just hope my psych can see me this week..

Peace out

Batman

A little bit of everything

Just a little over a week since I last posted and I feel like I need to write tonight, it maybe a quick one though as I’m quite tired and achy today.

More news on the benefits front, I got a letter on Friday for an appointment for a face to face assessment, it didn’t specify what benefit it was for but I am assuming its for ESA, I’ve yet to ring up and confirm. I keep putting it off as I hate making phone calls but I will try my best to do it in the morning. The assessment is next Thursday, which means I miss yet another group session, I didn’t manage to make it to one Mindout group last month and it sucked so much because I really needed the support. I also need to find a lift there and back to the assessment as I don’t know exactly how to get there by myself, so that’s another hurdle. If I still had my PIP then I could get a taxi there and back no worries! But yeah… it is what it is. I just hope it goes better then the PIP assessment did.

I’m now down to 4 Tramadol’s a day, which is half of what I was on. I am so chuffed I’ve been able to do this at my own pace without too many issues. The insomnia and the jaw clenching has stopped now, which is such a relief. The Gabapentin is helping, although the last few days I’ve been really achy but I think that’s because the weather has been a bit damp.

I’ve put on about a stone in weight because of the Gabapentin, it made me crave sugar and carbs and then I couldn’t stop binge eating sugary things. It was nice for a while to be able to eat without stressing about it like I was before hand but the weight gain is NOT good for the gender dysphoria as the weight has gone straight to my stomach and moobs (manboobs) The cravings have curbed a bit and I am really trying to be more mindful of what I put into my body, its really hard but this weight needs to come off! I’ve also not been as active as I would like but I’m struggling energy wise at the moment, just doing the housework is enough to exhaust me, its so freaking frustrating. I’m trying to pace myself and do what I can when I can and I’m trying hard not to berate myself and give myself a hard time about it but its so flipping hard, especially when my inner critic just won’t shut the fuck up! This is where I try and change the automatic thoughts and flip them around, it does mean I have to stop and think about what I am doing/thinking and then change accordingly, which in itself is hard work but I have noticed I’ve not been as hard on myself as I usually am.

Tonight I made a proper decent meal for the first time in a while and I made cottage pie and I used chopped frozen onion and garlic, which I’ve never used before but it was recommended to me by a friend. I literally have NO idea why I’ve not tried this before! it made cooking so much easier and it was much less energy zapping as there was less cutting and chopping to do. I will definitely look into other foods that are frozen that I often use to cook with. Its less fuss, less mess and no wastage and works out cheaper too. I’m starting to try and make my life easier rather then carry on as I’ve always done. Doesn’t mean I’m failing it just means I need to do things differently and that’s a really hard thing to accept but essential for me to be able to have a decent quality of life.

My lil Foxy got spayed yesterday and I was so nervous for her but she’s been absolutely fine. She’s been sleeping a lot today but I think she’s needed it. I’m glad I’ve finally got her done, its one thing I don’t have to worry about anymore. She’s got a check up tomorrow afternoon, so I’m hoping that they will say she’s healing perfectly.

Having her spayed had really helped me in a odd way, recently I’ve been feeling really angry, easily irritable and frustrated and having Fox to look after and care for has made me feel much calmer which in turn has made me feel a bit happier then I have been. I don’t like feeling so angry all the time, so its nice to have a break from the negative emotions.

Ooh I nearly forgot to mention gay pride! It was the weekend just gone and I just went on the Saturday with L and Harvey. It was a really great day, we had so much fun. We watched the parade go by and then we went down to the gardens and had had a look around all the stools, then for the rest of the afternoon we stayed at the Mindout stand and I helped out talking to lots of people about our groups. It was great and I can’t wait for next year 🙂

That’s all from me, for now as I want to game for a bit tonight.

Peace out

Batman