So, no midweek post on Wednesday. In truth, I forgot what day it was and I think sometimes it’s good to take a break from the routine now and then. Oh, and a note of thanks to those of you who commented or emailed in. That was kind of you, so thanks ♥️
Over lockdown I’ve tried to set up virtual meetings for Chams folk and it’s generally a dedicated few who log in. It’s not been on for the last fortnight due to holidays and whatnot. Thursday night was the first time in a while to get together. Well, virtually speaking.
I was surprised how just listening and talking with other T folk – Midnight plus a special guest – made my evening. Indeed, Midnight herself commented on the simple enjoyment of a conversation. Perhaps last week’s wobble was, in part, down to a lack of connection?
Our extra visitor was a lady far away, but possibly moving closer. A and I had had a few chats over Reddit, but not a proper talk as last night.
During our collective chat I was reminded of some old research, in which the specialist suggested – and I’ll paraphrase – that the real rub isn’t being trans, it’s not being able to express that.
Perhaps the simple act of conversation helps connect us some level? We’re social creatures at heart. Even occasionally grumpy ones like your truly 🙂
So an hour or so to chat about various stuff has helped recharge the old battery. Plus, one of the great things about a task with friends at Chams is that you don’t have to veto your conversation. Sure, there’s still good manners, but what I mean is you can just as easily move from films to the news, to family life, to gender stuff, to hobbies, or why you’re still not getting eyeliner quite right.
That openness of conversation is, I think, what I’ve missed the most in being away from the group. Still, with each week that passes, I am hopeful we move closer to it being okay to open.