For the most part, as I got older, timed seemed like it was moving faster and faster. But now, everything that's happened since I had that realization about my gender feels like it's kinda... slowed to a crawl? Some examples:
- My first MMZ2 stream feels like it was a week or two ago - nope, it was just this past Monday, only 4 days ago
- Starting on E and spiro feels like it was a bit over a month ago - nope, not quite even 3 weeks yet
- My first apointment at the place that wound up giving me the runaround that I eventually had to switch from feels like it was months ago, more than half a year - nope, that was mid-January
- Okay, fine, but surely coming out to my parents was, like, a year ag- nope, October 26, 2022, not even 6 months ago yet
- Okay, okay, but there was a while between coming out and the realization itself, ri- NOPE, that was the night of October 15th into the early hours of the 16th, just a bit more than a week prior to me coming out, and still just shy of 6 months ago
I don't really know what to chalk this phenomenon up to, frankly. A renewed lease on life? That thing where trans people sometimes feel younger again once their eggs break because they're finally getting to live life the way they were meant to all along, like some kinda "late bloomer" thing?
Fuck if I know. Time is fucking weird.
