At approximately this time last year, 2009, I sat staring at the clock, hoping beyond hope that 2010 would not be the tragic, heart breaking, horrific suck-fest I’d just spent 12 months enduring.
And it wasn’t.
I’ve come out of 2010 with several things:
1. 38 contracted pieces of writing. Yes, 38. Including m/f, m/m, m/m/m, ftm/m, f/f, werewolf/werecat, vampire, and a heavy bdsm. That would be the *entire spectrum* I was shooting for. Suck on that, unsupportive family members.
2. A diagnosis for my issues – bipolar & SAD. Neither one due to my father, from what my doctors can discern, and neither one needing medication. I’d say “suck on that, dad” but he’s dead.
3. A major show down with my mother, in which I told her to permanently kiss off, and haven’t regretted once since. Suck on that, mom.
4. Two new dogs, one of which is female, and both of which remind me of my dear baby girl Ginger, and who make her not being here much, much easier.
5. A realization of which people are my friends, which are my frenimies, and which just want to fuck me (figuratively and literally). I’ve told the ones in the later category to kiss off. Interesting which ones dropped me and which didn’t, and which ones said they wouldn’t but still did. But at least I know where I stand, which I appreciate more than any false endearments.
6. A shiny new spine, courtesy of Aleks Voinov, which works very well, thanks.
7. A concrete understanding between myself and Hubby that if this marriage is to work (which we both want) there has to be give and take on both sides. He now refers to me as “like living with a pretty dude.” And I’m okay with that.
8. A 20 gauge shotgun. No, seriously. Hubby presented this to me Christmas morning, and proclaimed it my “very first official man gift”. I’d have wept if The Boy hadn’t been here.
9. A writing office that is completely mine, contains nothing of anyone else’s and has a DOOR.
10. And I came out as transgender to my sister, which went well.
11. Last but not least, a shiny new writing assistant named Amanda, who has already proven more valuable than she knows.
That’s 2010 in a nutshell. I have no resolutions for the new year – I believe in changing things when you need to change them, not waiting for some traditional bullshit day.
But I’m watching the clock with a considerably larger amount of hope this time around.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!