What Have I Learned as A Middle-aged Transperson
As I'm writing this blog, today is Sunday, October 25, 2026. On this eve before my 56th birthday, I know that there has been plenty of shit that's happened in my life since my last blog, which was surprisingly over a year ago. Silver (my cat) has arrived next to me to keep me company while I try to write this. Either way, my endeavors have still kept me broke as fuck. I'm mainly still the only one who reads this shit, so anything goes. I made a mistake the day after Labor Day to once again nod off while driving, and this time there were cameras to prove it, too. My boss had already told me about the insurance company considering me as a high-risk employee thanks to my lack of preparation prior to the start of my shifts. This time, it caught up with me as I was just turning off the highway on a cloverleaf exit when I momentarily blacked out and ran my van off the road into the adjacent field. The cameras showed everything, though I didn't hit anything but a road pole....