Went out for groceries, including a couple 5-gallon water jugs. At the checkout, the lovely person at the register says Hi ma’am, pretends not to notice my 5 o’clock shadow that my makeup has for hours failed to hide, tells me she loves my bracelet, and then tells the young men helping bag items to “help this nice lady with her water”.
I’ll be hanging onto that. She was an angel.
Share your stories too, however seemingly silly or gloriously gargantuan!
Of course I will, bb. 🫂 also im so upset you’re in british trans hell. 🤬 you be safe too as best you can and try to keep cool. 🫂
One good thing about living in hell is that you meet amazing people who fight with you to make things better.
I’m grateful to know you aren’t alone.