Okay, lotta shit. Tried to commit suicide, became heartbroken, graduated, figured out I’m empathofluid (genderfluid, but affected mainly by moods), started college, used he pronouns, started coming out slowly, changing jobs soon, stressed AF, may be domniamorous (IDK, though), went to my first Pride, started an LGBT support group her in the Springs (they’re great!), found a possible new partner (although not over last one), will get chest binder soon, in a brace now instead of boot, and much more. Think I’m starting to do better, by a little bit. Not perfect, though. Ya slip, ya break your back, ya rise. Been there, done that.