Hey folks! I've successfully made it out of the house and over to the nice cafe that makes the excellent mexican mochas.
And I got in a jog this morning! :3
Which part? :P
With difficulty. I even went back into bed for a bit and stared at my phone for a solid hour. But I got tired of hearing my parents being loud so I made myself get dressed and leave.
I've temporarily moved back in with my folks (really, it's temporary, I swear), so they're a good motivator for going out and doing things.
That's debatable.
For better or for worse (usually, better in terms of safety, worse in terms of validation) I get read as a cis butch lesbian, and living in the bay area that means I move through the world fairly easily.
Easily/with enough cis and masculine privilege to be ignored mostly. I'm not proud of it, it's just a thing.
