No they were white, brown underneath and looked a bit like the big mushrooms you can get at most supermarkets. They also looked a bit like death caps. No way I was eating the fuckin things. I grew enough potatoes and brassicas to feed myself anyway.
Poison is a common murder weapon. "I didn't do anything!" what does that even mean? She did cook the fucking mushrooms and serve them. Those people died.
I've walked 5.25 ks today. Just at work and a bit of doing stuff. Time for a lie down. I got a free tv yesterday and my hard drive with all my legally acquired avi files seems to work very well with it. I'm going to re-watch the next gen. Started at s1e1 last night and it's as good as I remember.
Ok, so death cap mushrooms do resemble the edible ones I described, but you'd still need to be a fucking idiot to not know the difference and cook and feed them to people. She could very well be a fucking idiot.
I like how they describe south gippsland as close knit. It's super white, parochial and backward. Yarram while I was there had an art mural phase where a guy, heesco of Mongolian heritage painted a whole load of colonial white men doing farm / colonialist things. One woman and one first nations among about twenty murals. It was fantastic in its execution and economically developed the town, but it reinforced how stuck in the 1960s the whole are is.
Also - I had big wild mushrooms growing in my front yard down there at around this time of year. People would collect them, apparently they're a delicacy. I cooked one and it smelled like greasy dirt. Too easy to mistake them honestly for poisonous ones unless you really know what you're doing.
They don't think they are. Most people have a severe lack of self awareness. I am also resentful. My mate asked me to send her a gratitude list, I'm grateful she cares. I'm glad I'm finished work for the day and can have a bath, face mask, enjoy cats, watch star trek and make a stew. Time to re-arrange the flat as well. I think I just sent you my gratitude list.
This is true, but I have almost no experience in dealing with female emotions, a noticeable cycle and the daily stresses of being misgendered, laughed at. I'm starting to hate the straight world. So many people say they're allies, but they really don't get it. Pronouns are a good start but most people ultimately won't try too hard. Which is fair enough, everyone has their own shit going on. Lots of gays and cis queers don't get it either and a lot of trans people gatekeep it and pick at others, generally projecting their own insecurities or expressing their envy toward the fact I've never shied away from indulging my femininity and they became toxic males to mask their own internalised transphobia.
My baseline happiness is a lot better than a year ago and I am making a lot of good choices now, due to yes, life experience and because I finally feel like I own my body.
I mean I have, a few times now. Asked her to please reach out to other parents of trans kids. She doesn't think it will help, but if she refuses again, I'll take a leaf out of my sister's book and find other people to talk to.
I've told her again, she said she read something and will be better. I've asked her what she read and told her I can't keep getting the point of exhaustion and frustration. I spelled this out very clearly a couple of months ago and have put noticeable distance between us in the meantime. Time will tell.
Fuck family are annoying. Mum still refuses to do some ten minute reads about having a trans kid so she still treats me like a fucking man. My son was asked to house sit for my sister for a fortnight, so she just plonked herself along. Now I can't stand to see her because it fucks with my head so I'm missing quality son time, which I've been missing a lot, cos he's terrible at messaging, but super present when we spend time together. He was the first person to know I'm trans and has been awesome.
Mum called me daddy yesterday and has a very, you're a certain aged person when I was excitedly showing them how my baldness is receding, I've told her a dozen fucking times I'm a 14 year old girl mentally right now. Can you please show the same sensitivity? Acceptance of my new superficialities are nowhere near enough. Her and my sister have been very no, you tell us what you're going through, even though I've explained multiple times that it's painful to talk about the insensitivities they show. There's so much support around for families of trans people, I've given them the advice and showed them how to access it. As I've stated again, multiple times, if I had autism or was blind, they'd be across it of their own volition, but this all comes across like they think I have some kind of choice over this. I've had so many shitty experiences with being trans in the last month and it's starting taking a toll.
Geez that legit reminds me of a nightmare I had this morning. I can't handle spooky anymore. Even "Invasion of the Blue Lights" freaks me out to think about. Having said that, the artwork is really fantastic.
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No they were white, brown underneath and looked a bit like the big mushrooms you can get at most supermarkets. They also looked a bit like death caps. No way I was eating the fuckin things. I grew enough potatoes and brassicas to feed myself anyway.