I’m turning 60 in a few months. I am so lonely. I guess I am a mentally ill orchid. But I still know I would be awesome beautiful sensitive loyal partner. Sad. Beyond Beyond. Sad. But not settling.

I’m 62 and can barely get it up. My sex drive has completely diminished. It happens

I’m already plotting my vaccine outfit. Even though it’s months away from now, it’s going to be a cross between Lenny Kravitz and Lady Gaga.

I told my mom that my wife and I are planning to have biological and adopted children. A conversation I’ve been afraid to bring up because I thought I knew what her reaction would be, and I was right. “I don’t want to take care of a grandchild that’s not my blood”.. I said, you won’t have to, because that will be my job, that will be my child and we will take care of him or her. It upsets me that I actually have to consider protecting my future kids from my own mom. If she makes my family uncomfortable, I’m afraid to say I don’t think she can be around us.

Donated my heels to a thrift store. Not wearing that shit anymore!

I’m so done with people who think they have the right to tell anyone else what their life was like, how they “should” feel, what emotions are acceptable, etc. Listen up people: this behaviour is called “invalidation”, and it’s a form of mental abuse.

Next time I have a meal with other people or can go to a concert, I sure as hell won't be ignoring them for my phone...

I regret is not telling people off more often in life, when they deserved it. Avoiding conflict and just rolling over is not a solution to anything!!

I think I prefer Twitter over Facebook. It’s short but sweet. It helps me share ideas while staying anonymous. I’d much rather tweet famous people that I’d like to know more about, not people that I already know. Give me tweets over click bait, “likes” and fake friend requests any day.

...you have to make yourself desirable. You aren't going to attract anyone if you are sour and self-absorbed. Lesson learned.