Looking Back on 2025

At time of writing, I’m almost done with the first day of 2026. The year that preceded it was a really weird one for me, with a lot of highs and lows, so I figure that maybe if I give it a kind of send-off then it can stay in the past.

Then again, maybe not. What is there to say, even? I spent the first quarter of 2025 recovering from damage that was at least 50% self-inflicted, only to spend the rest of the year learning that the damage was not nearly as extensive as I thought it was, that most people don’t care about what caused that damage (if they even know anything happened at all), and that basically everyone I care about is still happy to have me around. I have a stable job that pays me well enough to pay all my bills, I live in a new house, my husband is lined up to get top surgery in a couple weeks and I am surrounded by people who love me in all the ways I could ask for. Despite everything, my life is kind of fucking awesome.

So… fuck it. No retrospective. I spent 2025 reinventing myself - let’s focus on the future instead. Here’s to 2026.