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Which is worse, suffering a variety of relationship mishaps for decades or falling through a long marital time warp as I did? My innocence (read: faith in people) is relatively intact, but my confidence isn't due to the shock of getting thrown back into the dating pool.
This musing brought to you by recent correspondence with another queer woman who, like me, is out there looking for at least one Ms. Right. Our consensus: being in one's forties makes things much, much harder, and in my view probably to a much greater degree than being trans does.
My upstairs neighbors' alarm went off at 0530. Better last night, I suppose, than Wednesday night: Thursday is a confab with poly women for which I'm the organizatrix.
This musing brought to you by recent correspondence with another queer woman who, like me, is out there looking for at least one Ms. Right. Our consensus: being in one's forties makes things much, much harder, and in my view probably to a much greater degree than being trans does.
My upstairs neighbors' alarm went off at 0530. Better last night, I suppose, than Wednesday night: Thursday is a confab with poly women for which I'm the organizatrix.
