mood (--), gender
You ever just catch a glimpse into an alternate reality portal and just... kinda avoid making eye contact with that other, happier, saner, realer you and pretend you didn't see them? Because waving, let alone reaching out to touch them, would be far more painful than you could bear?
Yeah. A dear friend of mine is celebrating one hear on HRT. And I could never harsh my genuine joy for her by saying this where she can hear it, but...
Bugger all. I hope this whole fucking timeline collapses in on itself and leaves the other one of me to live her life in peace. The last fucking thing she needs is to know about me, and how close she came to being me.