Hope Is What It Chooses, The Kisses and the Bruises

[selkie]

This is just me dropping by to say that I'm happy -- I'm most content in my own skin -- and learning every day that if there are memories that keep coming back to hurt you, the best thing to do may be to find yourself someone to help you overwrite them. The past is starting to feel like the palimpsest and not the story of me. I can't help but think this is a good thing. And I know I'm loved.

It's still coming on October, though, so have some salt. Lots of salt. Salt is cheap.

(I wanted to write a whole long thinky digression about love and identity and partnerships and gender and skin-shifting and sex, but I think we're all better off I didn't.)

Comments

[sovay]

(I wanted to write a whole long thinky digression about love and identity and partnerships and gender and skin-shifting and sex, but I think we're all better off I didn't.)

Pfffft. It'd be great.

I am glad you're happy.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

You know, some friends wouldn't consider pfffft a positive, encouraging noise. (I thought you were traveling! Hello!)

[sovay]

You know, some friends wouldn't consider pfffft a positive, encouraging noise.

It's not supposed to be encouraging to Tiny Wittgenstein, just you.

(I thought you were traveling! Hello!)

(Hello! We're traveling in the early evening! I am still in the stage of getting all my work for the week done before leaving, because the internet choked last night!)

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

Always. I love you. <3

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

Love you. I'm very well off, between you and N. (She sings this song for me with a line that goes, "I'm so glad that you finally made it here," and I am, too. Glad I made it here to both of you.)

[vivien]

I'm so glad you're happy. It's a nice thing to be.