Ari, I can tell you from the age of almost 62 that this is beautifully written and accurate. The constantly shifting news is disorienting, but you and other writers here on Substack help me (and others) stay grounded and resolute for the fight. Real life is so much more. I sometimes feel sorry for those who are so distracted by their hate that they need to lash out at those who just want to go about their lives, finding joy. Stay true and stay the course. š (also Iām super glad you had a good outcome)
I can't help but reflect on the 8 days I just spent in the hospital. It was the first time I ever stayed overnight in one. Eight days spent alone with the doctors and nurses, all of whom were absolute angels. It was an environment cultured to treat and care for transgender people, so it was a very accepting, supportive place. I consider myself extremely lucky to have that as my first extended hospital stay. My circumstances were very different, so I can only imagine the anxiety yours produced. So glad that they figured it out without an unnecessary surgery, and that you are thriving again. I consider you a treasure to the community. And my friend. Peace and love always to you.
I was in a war 12k miles away from my home at the age of 19. This is where I faced my own mortality while coming under direct fire. Nothing I can possibly experience will ever break me nor will it compare to what I felt and what I went through at that time. We are born to live our lives then we die with nothing more than the memories we take with us.
Ari, I can tell you from the age of almost 62 that this is beautifully written and accurate. The constantly shifting news is disorienting, but you and other writers here on Substack help me (and others) stay grounded and resolute for the fight. Real life is so much more. I sometimes feel sorry for those who are so distracted by their hate that they need to lash out at those who just want to go about their lives, finding joy. Stay true and stay the course. š (also Iām super glad you had a good outcome)
I can't help but reflect on the 8 days I just spent in the hospital. It was the first time I ever stayed overnight in one. Eight days spent alone with the doctors and nurses, all of whom were absolute angels. It was an environment cultured to treat and care for transgender people, so it was a very accepting, supportive place. I consider myself extremely lucky to have that as my first extended hospital stay. My circumstances were very different, so I can only imagine the anxiety yours produced. So glad that they figured it out without an unnecessary surgery, and that you are thriving again. I consider you a treasure to the community. And my friend. Peace and love always to you.
I was in a war 12k miles away from my home at the age of 19. This is where I faced my own mortality while coming under direct fire. Nothing I can possibly experience will ever break me nor will it compare to what I felt and what I went through at that time. We are born to live our lives then we die with nothing more than the memories we take with us.