2025

I both ended and started the year madly in love with a new partner. It would be nice to pretend that the middle part didn’t happen.

I ended my post about 2024 saying that I need to recover and heal and I am so tired now reading over that again. My general health is maybe doing a bit better than it was then, or at least I have figured out how to manage things a bit more. I mentioned replacing my mattress there. I have now replaced the awful pull-down wall bed that I had then with a more stable one. I thought, moving into a small house, that I should be optimising for space but I ended up doing so at the expense of my own comfort and long-term health and even then I ended up not even optimising for space very well. I think I am going to go for an even firmer mattress too; going back to Ikea for one was a mistake. Caoimhe³ has a new, firm King Koil mattress sleeping on it I feel an immediate difference. It is expensive but I am probably going to get one for myself.

Early in the year I released that I was suffering from some sort of photosensitivity problem and had been since at least late 2024. Anti-migraine medication has not seemed to help with it but some prescription sunglasses have, as well as simply recognising when it is flaring up and turning down the lights. The cause remains mysterious. M.R.I.s have revealed some demyelinating lesions on my brain and spine, but my neurologist says that they are not on the visual cortex or any other area one would expect to be causing symptoms related to vision and, thankfully, they do not seem to be progressing (though another M.R.I. in April is going to be double-checking that). There is no known history of autoimmune disease in my family that would explain the lesions and apparently the damage not extensive enough to diagnose me with anything serious like M.S. I remain in that grey area of sick enough to have problems, not sick enough to have answers.

But, health issues and general burnout mounting, I did a spring clean this year and got a lof of things off plate. I stepped away from a local trans community organisation, some kink meetup stuff. I pushed myself to keep going with The the Ring Podcast until April because I had an April Fool’s bit that I really wanted to do but ended up putting it on hold after that and did not get around to returning to it for the rest of the year. Journey of the Monkey King has not had an episode for all of 2025, the second time it’s gone on a year-long hiatus. I do want to get back to them but I need to do it in a way that doesn’t just burn myself out again. I am definitely not going to try to stick to a schedule again. Episodes will get done and go out whenever we can manage. I also got formally diagnosed with A.D.H.D. this year and started taking methylphenidate which has been a big help and I felt that I getting my momentum back recently but I got suddenly quite sick again a few weeks ago and it knocked me on my arse. Thankfully, Caoimhe was here to take care of me, as she has been a lot this year¹, as Ellie was doing before she died.

The weeks after that were the worst in my life. I cannot describe the pain of it. But I had wonderful people helping me through it and I was fortunate enough to be able to take an extended period off work. My brother sent me a copy of Abiotic Factor as something to keep my occupied and I ended up playing it nearly every day with my friend Ruby for a while. Caoimhe was amazing as a shoulder to cry on and also just bringing me shepherd’s pies and the like to save me cooking. My other partner in Copenhagen was able to make it over a few times in the aftermath as well and I got to see her in Edinburgh in January and October in Copenhagen itself. I have a lot of wonderful people around me and it’s made it bearable.

I also flew out to a kink con for the first time in the autumn. It had been booked long before Ellie died and while I was not really emotionally up for doing anything with anyone I think it was still a very useful experience. I took a lot of notes that I have since brought back to Caoimhe and everyone was very lovely and understanding about me crying all the time. I did a lot of sexual exploration the past year and it has been a really positive and freeing experience. Not unrelatedly I have put in a request for bottom surgery through the public system. That will take a while but I think I do want to go through with it, scary as it is. I don’t think I’d be able to deal with the recovery period without a partner at this point, though. I have been living alone with just Easóg for a long time, but that has felt a lot lonelier since Ellie died.

But I still have people I love dearly, and we keep going. I got a few lines from a poem that Ellie would quote when she was struggling tattooed on my arms as a reminder of that and of her.

I love you, get up, we are going to keep going.

It could not kill me, I would not die.