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Hi folks, How’s things? For those of you in Dear Old Blighty, hopefully you’re managing to cope with the hellweather summer’s last hurrah. Oof. Wake me up when it’s back below 20°C 🙂 Enjoy the little things Bonus geek points if you can name the film reference 🤓 The good news around my mental health is that things seem to be settling down a little. Yes, I still feel the thrum of an over clocked heartbeat at times, stomach issues, but the incidents are generally less intense and shorter too. Worries come, but they do not seem to overwhelm me. This chemical detachment, if you will, seems to give the option to poke at the thought and pause: is this […]

Hello dear reader, Okay, so this is attempt number four to get this opening, uhh, open…? 🤦‍♀️ Deep breath, Lynn… and focus. It bears repeating that here at YATGB, I write about what’s going on: the good, the bad, and the whatever. Sometimes the world, sometimes Chams, and oftentimes, whatever nonsense is fluttering around the maelstrom wind in my mind. I got into writing after reading (following?) the Web 2.0 boom of trans blogs as Becky’s Web and Joanna’s Diary. Jeez, that’s over twenty years ago. I wonder what they’re up to now? 🤔 Reading how others coped, thrived, fought, and learned to live with being somewhere under the transgender umbrella, helped me. Likewise, writing has let me make sense […]

Hi, It’s been a while hasn’t it? Unusually for a post, I’m actually in Lynn mode. Usually, I’m laid back on the sofa, or tucked away somewhere quite, swiping the virtual keyboard. So, where are we now? In truth, could be better, but equally, things could be a whole lot worse. 🙂 We had some time away as a family and, well, there were good and bad bits. The good is that we all got to go away, have a change of scene, try some new things, and there was no housework to be done either. Okay, a bit of cooking, but not much and Mrs J excels at that. I’m more semi organised heating, rather than anything creative. We […]