Laura: Recovering Goblin
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Laura: Recovering Goblin
@lf279.bsky.social
Queer, Cat mom, transplanted Nova Scotian, Union worker, Trombonist.
I'll never forget the guy I was in band with who was entirely Pikachu face about why I, a gay, would have sad feelings at Christmas. 🤦‍♀️
December 11, 2025 at 12:28 AM
It's not a very big list as of yet, but it's got all kinds of different flavours of sadness. Grief? Heartbreak? Away from home? Gay? General melancholy? I've got it covered.
December 11, 2025 at 12:27 AM
I got two compliments on my "bah humbug" pin today along so I feel like there's a market foe this.
December 11, 2025 at 12:26 AM
Please!!! It's currently a very small list so I'd happily take some. 🤗
December 11, 2025 at 12:25 AM
Oooh this is frigging exciting news! I adore that album!
December 10, 2025 at 3:18 PM
Terrible head cold had me down for a nap after work and I missed this 😭

I hope you'll had a great gab!
December 4, 2025 at 5:36 PM
It cannot be a coincidence that all of this is happening in late November. Cursed time of year.
December 1, 2025 at 3:14 AM
And I'm fundamentally mad at someone throwing their big feelings around and now *I'm* throwing MY big feelings around and I'm not blind to the hypocrisy here!

This sucks so bad.
December 1, 2025 at 3:13 AM
How do you escape your crappy inlaw(s) (it's really just the one) when you literally moved to their city to help care for them???

I knew it was going to be challenging, but not this bad. I promised my wife I'd help them with this, but it's a lot tougher than I thought, in ways I didn't predict.
December 1, 2025 at 2:57 AM
Went 43 years without going there, will probably be another 43 before I set foot there again.

It's not really nflds fault, though.
December 1, 2025 at 2:54 AM
But I made vows, and I have every intention of keeping them, however that looks, which I'm not going to know until wife maybe makes it home from the cursed Island.
December 1, 2025 at 2:53 AM
I am positively overwrought. Neurodivergent meltdown imminent. Trying not to make any rash decisions. But oh, the urge to fleeeeeeeeeee.
December 1, 2025 at 2:52 AM
Genius!
November 30, 2025 at 11:23 PM
Jfc that's so depressing.

When will someone choose me?

This is why I choose myself, even though it appears selfish to others.

Still no fucking idea where I'm going to live, but its clearer to me than ever that I need to gtfo.
November 30, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Omfg I just realized how much more the pattern is repeating itself! I "married my dad" 😫🤦🏼‍♀️

Like, my dad KNEW my mom and brother were treating me horribly, but he did not stick up for me "to keep the peace". Just like my wife is doing.
November 30, 2025 at 1:24 PM
But I honestly don't know if those are selfish things and I just can't see or understand that through my own special cocktail of trauma and neurodivegence.

People have gaslit me so much about this I honestly have no idea anymore.
November 30, 2025 at 12:46 PM
I don't think it's selfish to want your nervous system to be regulated. To want conditions that allow for that.

I don't think it's unreasonable to not want to be someone's emotional punching bag, even if they are your relatives (especially if, honestly!)
November 30, 2025 at 12:44 PM
And yes, I have talked to my spouse about this, many times. None of this is a subtweet. I just need a dumping ground for my thoughts at the moment and am without paper or pen. 🤷‍♀️
November 30, 2025 at 12:42 PM
"Where's that man who'd throw blankets over my barbed wire?" keeps echoing through my head. My wife once shoved a coked up idiot on the street who got into my face one night, but won't tell their sister to stop verbally abusing me. It hurts so so so much.
November 30, 2025 at 12:41 PM
Sigh, *my body with hers that should say
November 30, 2025 at 12:37 PM
And my person, my ride or die, appears to be choosing "die" - not literally, but my mental health and wellbeing are tied to the sacrificial alter.
November 30, 2025 at 12:36 PM