Dana Rose @nakedambition@lgbt.io

#introduction

I'm married (monogamous), bisexual, trans, geeky, and a proud but exhausted parent. We live in Boston, Massachusetts. I love cats, cooking, computers, and staying healthy.

Most of my posts on this instance are about my transition, which I'm pursuing with the help of a supportive & loving partner. But this is also my main Fediverse account these days so expect a lot of random geeky stuff too.

Most of my retro computer content is posted on my @danaross account.

On this instance, I use she/her pronouns.

I follow back if you look interesting. Most people do. I love the wide variety of queer & other voices that have found a home on Mastodon. But I'm not interested in your racism, sexism, or other bigotry.

Don't expect a lot of selfies. I'm sorry to disappoint.

Content warnings are one of my favorite things about Mastodon.

I understand how easily a word or situation can trigger a trip to the darkest places of your psyche. Whether you're dealing with CPTSD or recovering from addiction, the world can feel like a minefield.

I don't want my account to be part of that.

I cw things of a sexual or highly personal nature. I cw references to alcohol, drugs, and gambling. I cw talk of racist or sexist behavior.

I cw long posts like this one and use the cw as a title. Line what you see? Tap to read more. But you don't need my long rambles filling up your timeline.

I gave my kid a penny to toss in a fountain the other day and they tossed it in shouting "I want a third mom!"

Kiddo had the day off of school for the holiday. After a long day of working & momming and making dinner I went out to the skatepark for a bit. It started pouring fifteen minutes after I laced up. Fucking hell.

My kiddo asked for a hug tonight and said "mama, I feel so safe with you".

"Safe" is the one word that kept coming up in personal and relationship therapy. I never felt it with my parents. I didn't feel it in my marriage.

Once I had the tools to identify that feeling and articulate it, so many doors to healing opened up.

Means the world that my little bean feels safe with me.

House hunting is exhausting!

Our team's intern had a chat with my VP yesterday and asked about coming on full time before he's actually graduated which is our policy for interns and she was like "whatever Dana wants, Dana knows what she's doing" ❤️

Overhand? Underhand? This hotel is going full on galaxy brain here

I'm listening to the audiobook of It Never Goes Away by Dr Anna Koch and this book is so cringe.

Right out of the gate there's so much self loathing and internalized transphobia in the forward. And now this person who transitioned at 65 doesn't think anyone over 55 should be allowed to surgically transition.

And by the gods I do NOT need to know so much about her sex life and masturbatory habits.

Did surgery on two toy kitties today. My kid loves this cat shaped stress toy I got from the shelter when I volunteered there and her ear had to be glued back on. "Little Kitty" is stuffed but had a rip in her felt by her back leg.

Both patients are expected to make a full recovery.

I just want to say how happy I am to have LGBT.io back. Birdsite is such a cesspool. This place actually makes me happy.

cc @self

I had a wonderful dream last night where I connected with a bunch of punk squatters in an empty office and they were running all these community programs like a first aid training, tax preparation, a food pantry, yoga…

I think it speaks to my desire for community and a desire to get involved in grassroots community service.

Saw my seven year old nephew yesterday for the first time in years.

"Hi. I'm $name. Who are you?"

"I'm Dana. I'm your aunt but you probably don't remember me. Last time you saw me, I was your uncle Dave"

"Yeah, I know but I just want to say it's so nice to finally meet you"

The kids are alright.

My doctor and I are tapering off my SSRI. It's time. The last couple days have been rough emotionally as I got used to having less of it in my system. But so far today I feel pretty normal.

Transition and HRT have really changed my outlook on life. I felt so defeated before. I felt like everything about me was a show I put on for others.

Today I'm well into the process of discovering the real me.

"This is my Mommy! This is my Mama! These are my Moms!"

- 6yo announcing us as we walked into Chicago's Northalsted (f.k.a. "Boystown") gayborhood

"That's from back when Mama was a dad, but I want her to be a mommy!"

Thinking about how my dad said if my mom had a girl he was outta there

I'm in a mood.