Here's a hill I'm willing to die on: 42 is not the meaning of life. It is the answer to the ultimate question to life, the universe and everything, and since we don't know what the question is it's almost certainly not something as obvious as "what is the meaning of life?"
@lambdagrrl like, on the very night that I declared to my closest friends in a Discord chat who I was and named myself for the first time (with @kel introducing me), I wrote this https://occult.camp/media/V_xjVSrP9MZKKG86PHs
"Terminal coma for 42 years"... yes, that about describes it. (51 in my case.) I've written a lot about feeling "displaced in time" -- I *remember* most of what happened, but it's like I wasn't really there.
I came across a license plate that said "SRS-5252", where 52 is in fact the age when...
@woozle @kara @lambdagrrl @kel That's exactly it. I spent 33 years dead inside. 14 of those years knowing I was trans but feeling like there was no way to transition
@maritroniuity @kara @lambdagrrl @kel
Same! Discovered existence of "gender dysphoria" in 2000; finally had resources to begin transition in 2016.
The fog has been lifting in multiple stages over many decades.
I hope it's not done lifting.
@woozle @maritroniuity @kara @kel I like how my silly post about Douglas Adams has sparked this deep conversation :)
@woozle @lambdagrrl @kara @kel "How many roads must an egg walk down before she hatches"
@maritroniuity @woozle @kara @kel pretty sure it's walls she has to fall off, going by Humpty Dumpty
"all the king's surgeons and endocrinologists..."
@lambdagrrl @maritroniuity @kara @kel
"How many deep depression cycles must an egg endure before she gets HRT"
(I was abruptly summoned to chauffeur a Pokemon raid some distance from our house. This is my life.)
@lambdagrrl @maritroniuity @kara @kel
I could have given the flip answer (I mean question) -- "How many roads must a man walk down?" -- but decided to see if anyone else had said anything yet... >.>