I feel weird cause IRL I don’t have many girl friends, most of my IRL friends are dudes… this has been true for most of my life.  TBH I think it’s because I’m faaaairly gay and I tend to feel super awkward around straight women because I think I’m very aware of a lot of stereotypes about “predatory lesbians” and like had to be hyper aware of them during a lot of my formative years so I tend to avoid physical and/or emotional intimacy with straight women, but also my current relationship is straight passing and I feel kind of awkward in LGBTQ+ spaces a lot of the time (especially because like… IDK I sometimes feel like people assume I’m straight because of how I look… actually a lot of people assume I’m straight because of how I look.) and I dunno… I’m a feminist, I don’t think I’m dismissive of other women, I’ve definitely tended to have more “girl friends” when I’ve had girlfriends because it was easier to hang out with other WLW and not feel weird.  Though also a lot of the time when I develop a close friendship with another woman it kinda turns into something romantic and I feel really weird and bad about that.

IDK I feel isolated and queer and like maybe I am a “predatory lesbian” because I can’t be emotionally close to other women my own age without catching feelings (which is additionally complicated by the fact that I am profoundly monogamous)

Despite the vague “Lovecraft reveal” quality of that revelation, I mean I guess I’m who I always wanted to be as a kid, a glamorous blonde with a lot of shoes married to a seriously gorgeous pretty goth dude dom, in a profession where I get to wear pretty clothes, so i guess I win?

People are always telling me “Madeira, you’re not much for travelling, are you?” and I always respond “Oh no I love to travel it’s just that no one seems to understand that a weekend away involves three suitcases, a hatbox, and then I have to pack my full skin care regimen, including my two separate humidifiers (one for during sleep, the other to bring around with me during the day), my special pillow cases, a shower head adapter in case the local water upsets my hair, a lighted magnifying mirror, at least three outfit changes per day, a formal gown in case I need it, my special light for if it’s winter and I get sad, three kinds of sunscreen for different situations, a full library of Marxist literature, a second back up hatbox, the 7 or more separate products involved in washing my hair…” ad infinitum

My favorite things third parties have said about me to people who know me

“She’s like a French waitress from space” – My then girlfriend’s father to her

“She doesn’t look like a communist” – My brother’s teacher 

“I was coming back from the conjuring and I saw a woman dressed all in white, and then she disappeared, and I got super freaked out” – My brother’s then boss.

“Why is she dressed like Scarlet O’Hara?” – Different then girlfriend’s father (I think he meant Miss Scarlet from Clue because I was wearing all red)