I was a fool to run away. I'm just gonna swallow my pride and say it.

The cis slurs -- and YES, they were clearly slurs in this case, they were literally making a pun off "cistern" and comparing cis people to toilets -- got to me, and they will probably continue to get to me.

But that's not any of your faults. None of you have ever been a problem -- it's just what I get when I wander into any _other_ Masto neighborhood. I don't think I can endure the next few months without y'all.

I do really need to cut down radically on my social media stuff, though. It doesn't feel... good anymore.

But anyway. You were basically amazing with the outpouring of support today. I'll keep you up to date on my stepbrother's condition. We really don't know that much yet, and right now I'm just trying to figure out what my job is right now, emotionally and in terms of what the fuck I can do for my family.

I'm overwhelmed, but I'm grateful you're here. I will probably still be really quiet here for a while unless I need commiseration, and I apologize if I am (if I remain?) a net drain on people's emotional resources. Better days are ahead, surely?