i fucking hate home repair. I hate that former me was into it and was reasonably good at it. I hate lying on my back in a small closet with my kerchief falling off my head getting wallboard dust in my hair, patching a broken wall with work gloves on while trying to keep from breaking my beautiful fingernails. I hate that my brain keeps thinking my muscles are dense and strong and my skin as tough as leather and makes me keep doing things that hurt me! Yes, I know consciously that much of this is not related to my transition but to deconditioning from years of long covid ME-CFS and mostly I just don’t want to be doing stuff like this. But we always have, and I suppose we always will. I would love to be a tough, wiry old lady, but that takes stamina to get into that kind of shape and the ME/CFS took that away. I am focused on getting healthy and strong enough to survive a couple of long surgeries next year without any complications. #TransAtSixty #TransVisibility #DisabledVisibility #CovidWillNeverBeOverForMe