probably my favorite part of the eras tour was getting to scream the whole time during the 3 minute standing ovation. i remember being a fan during the 1989 era when everyone loved her as the pop princess and being devastated when the world turned against her in 2016. watching miss americana and knowing she felt like people didn’t want her around anymore gutted me. it was really cool being a part of something that let her know how loved she is.
It's my 30th birthday. I never thought I'd reach 20 let alone 30! It's both exciting and utterly terrifying. I should have my life together like the majority of my friends but life doesn't work that way, maybe I'll get it together soon. Hopefully!
We've had 4 admissions in 4 days so it's been a little overwhelming going from a near empty ward to am almost full one. One screams at the top of her lungs whenever she has to have a feed. It's pretty horrendous for everyone involved.
I can't wait for my upcoming pass in 2 days time. I think I'll try and cram in as much as I possibly can including horse riding as I know it will be my last taste of freedom for at least a month. On Saturday, my friends and I are going out for dinner, then to Alcotraz in London, followed by a massive ball pit and cocktails. Sunday it's a family lunch thing (I'll be horrendously hungover! Monday I'm thinking of going horse riding in the morning and then talking to the dietetic assistant to discuss my meal plan and then Tuesday I'm heading back into London for a meeting/ lunch thing. Busy time ahead!
I'm nervous as I have to keep my weight above the minimum which should be ok but I can't help but feel a little apprehensive! I think I'll be ok once I'm on the plane.
some of you might be aware that tomorrow is my Birthday and also coincidentally i am going to be on a train for a good portion of it, so. trying to develop a fun ask game now to while away the hours 😌
and everywhere all the time in every form of storytelling they will see how much i love you and how much you love me and how time after time our love has found each other again. and i will never be ashamed or sad for the beautiful queerness of our care and connection.
there is story after story of the faith and hope and sheer awe we have of each other and i will hold onto it with gritted teeth and grinded nail