@flannelfemme.bsky.social
Queer wife. Mom on permanent “What fresh hell?” mode. Healthcare drone pretending to have it together. Craft beer: because therapy is expensive and reality’s overrated.🏳️🌈
Some days it feels like I’m disappearing in all the space I make for everyone else. The silence twists into something heavy, and I’m the only one who seems to feel the weight
November 25, 2025 at 10:31 PM
Some days it feels like I’m disappearing in all the space I make for everyone else. The silence twists into something heavy, and I’m the only one who seems to feel the weight
❤️💔❤️🩹❤️
November 23, 2025 at 12:44 AM
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Today marks the beginning of Trans awareness week, November 13th to 19th. I stand with all the transgender people in my life and everywhere. I see you and love you 🏳️⚧️ #translivesarehumanlives
November 14, 2025 at 1:53 AM
Today marks the beginning of Trans awareness week, November 13th to 19th. I stand with all the transgender people in my life and everywhere. I see you and love you 🏳️⚧️ #translivesarehumanlives
Love isn’t private when it matters.
Hiding what’s ours doesn’t erase it, it only whispers the truth we refuse to honor. Some connections deserve to be claimed, quietly, proudly, in every small space they touch.
Hiding what’s ours doesn’t erase it, it only whispers the truth we refuse to honor. Some connections deserve to be claimed, quietly, proudly, in every small space they touch.
October 19, 2025 at 10:31 PM
Love isn’t private when it matters.
Hiding what’s ours doesn’t erase it, it only whispers the truth we refuse to honor. Some connections deserve to be claimed, quietly, proudly, in every small space they touch.
Hiding what’s ours doesn’t erase it, it only whispers the truth we refuse to honor. Some connections deserve to be claimed, quietly, proudly, in every small space they touch.
Misery, Delores Claiborne, and The Shining. That’s a great night with my favourite person @spicy-ayden.bsky.social of AMAZING films based on even better books
October 19, 2025 at 1:02 AM
Misery, Delores Claiborne, and The Shining. That’s a great night with my favourite person @spicy-ayden.bsky.social of AMAZING films based on even better books
We stumbled tonight. Said things that hurt. But we’re still here, still close, still trying. That’s what love is, coming back, even when it’s hard❤️
October 17, 2025 at 1:27 AM
We stumbled tonight. Said things that hurt. But we’re still here, still close, still trying. That’s what love is, coming back, even when it’s hard❤️
Healing isn’t linear. Sometimes it’s messy.
After a storm, it’s the small gestures, the gentle words, the unspoken acts of care that become the foundation of trust again.
Choosing to rebuild isn’t easy, but love can grow back stronger when both people water it, one tiny act at a time.
After a storm, it’s the small gestures, the gentle words, the unspoken acts of care that become the foundation of trust again.
Choosing to rebuild isn’t easy, but love can grow back stronger when both people water it, one tiny act at a time.
October 16, 2025 at 11:18 PM
Healing isn’t linear. Sometimes it’s messy.
After a storm, it’s the small gestures, the gentle words, the unspoken acts of care that become the foundation of trust again.
Choosing to rebuild isn’t easy, but love can grow back stronger when both people water it, one tiny act at a time.
After a storm, it’s the small gestures, the gentle words, the unspoken acts of care that become the foundation of trust again.
Choosing to rebuild isn’t easy, but love can grow back stronger when both people water it, one tiny act at a time.
Days like this make it so clear how much consistency matters for little ones. Co-parenting only really works when everyone shows up the way they say they will. My 3 1/2 year-old shouldn’t have to carry the weight of uncertainty.
October 14, 2025 at 7:28 PM
Days like this make it so clear how much consistency matters for little ones. Co-parenting only really works when everyone shows up the way they say they will. My 3 1/2 year-old shouldn’t have to carry the weight of uncertainty.
Someone’s out here catfishing to “warn” me about my partner like we don’t literally talk to each other. We compared messages and laughed. Do better.
October 13, 2025 at 6:26 PM
Someone’s out here catfishing to “warn” me about my partner like we don’t literally talk to each other. We compared messages and laughed. Do better.
Two steps forward, and the dark hums with something familiar. I want to believe it’s not the past, but us, learning to breathe together again, and maybe to find that spark we almost let slip away.🥺
October 10, 2025 at 2:23 AM
Two steps forward, and the dark hums with something familiar. I want to believe it’s not the past, but us, learning to breathe together again, and maybe to find that spark we almost let slip away.🥺
A month ago it all came undone. We’re still finding our way back. The ache is much quieter now. Their love feels gentler, like sunlight after rain. We’re rebuilding, not what we had, but something new, real, and ours.❤️❤️❤️
October 7, 2025 at 10:57 PM
A month ago it all came undone. We’re still finding our way back. The ache is much quieter now. Their love feels gentler, like sunlight after rain. We’re rebuilding, not what we had, but something new, real, and ours.❤️❤️❤️
Saw Renee Rapps Bite Me tour during the all things go music festival in Toronto last night. Still recovering. Loved every moment of it ❤️❤️❤️
October 5, 2025 at 8:52 PM
Saw Renee Rapps Bite Me tour during the all things go music festival in Toronto last night. Still recovering. Loved every moment of it ❤️❤️❤️
Even in the quiet, my heart remembers us…the light we shared, the weight of worry, and the soft pull that keeps reaching back. I carry it carefully, hoping it can guide the way home, even if the path feels uncertain
October 1, 2025 at 9:55 PM
Even in the quiet, my heart remembers us…the light we shared, the weight of worry, and the soft pull that keeps reaching back. I carry it carefully, hoping it can guide the way home, even if the path feels uncertain
@spicy-ayden.bsky.social didn’t want this kitten eh???? Hmmmmmm I think they are besties🥰
October 1, 2025 at 12:45 AM
@spicy-ayden.bsky.social didn’t want this kitten eh???? Hmmmmmm I think they are besties🥰
Got screamed at and threatened by a nurse 8 minutes into my shift, so I left. Supervisor calls to tell me I’m in the wrong for not staying to be their verbal punching bag. Love that “teamwork” means eat shit and smile 🙃
September 28, 2025 at 12:10 PM
Got screamed at and threatened by a nurse 8 minutes into my shift, so I left. Supervisor calls to tell me I’m in the wrong for not staying to be their verbal punching bag. Love that “teamwork” means eat shit and smile 🙃
Funny how silence can feel louder than words. Two days, and the echo of what’s unsaid is starting to hurt more than what was said.
September 26, 2025 at 11:06 AM
Funny how silence can feel louder than words. Two days, and the echo of what’s unsaid is starting to hurt more than what was said.
Two paths stretch before me:
one etched with familiar cracks,
the other swallowed by mist.
I can’t see where either leads,
but I carry a quiet hope
that somewhere ahead,
there’s light. Only time will tell which path I will take…
one etched with familiar cracks,
the other swallowed by mist.
I can’t see where either leads,
but I carry a quiet hope
that somewhere ahead,
there’s light. Only time will tell which path I will take…
September 25, 2025 at 1:56 PM
Two paths stretch before me:
one etched with familiar cracks,
the other swallowed by mist.
I can’t see where either leads,
but I carry a quiet hope
that somewhere ahead,
there’s light. Only time will tell which path I will take…
one etched with familiar cracks,
the other swallowed by mist.
I can’t see where either leads,
but I carry a quiet hope
that somewhere ahead,
there’s light. Only time will tell which path I will take…
I spend nights caught between memory and possibility, thinking of what was and what could be. Most nights I just hold on, tracing the fragile space where we meet, trusting the quiet pull that keeps us moving forward together❤️
September 24, 2025 at 10:22 PM
I spend nights caught between memory and possibility, thinking of what was and what could be. Most nights I just hold on, tracing the fragile space where we meet, trusting the quiet pull that keeps us moving forward together❤️
The cycles I hoped were gone have a way of coming back, quiet then sharp, and I’m left hoping for change while watching the same shadows slip through. I love this story, but it’s terrifying how fragile it feels.
September 24, 2025 at 6:37 PM
The cycles I hoped were gone have a way of coming back, quiet then sharp, and I’m left hoping for change while watching the same shadows slip through. I love this story, but it’s terrifying how fragile it feels.
Some storms pass and leave you standing, shaken but intact. Others tear through everything, scattering fragile pieces in their wake. I gather them with trembling hands, holding on…to hope, to trust, to the quiet pulse of love…longing for the day it might all come together again, whole and steady.
September 23, 2025 at 3:43 PM
Some storms pass and leave you standing, shaken but intact. Others tear through everything, scattering fragile pieces in their wake. I gather them with trembling hands, holding on…to hope, to trust, to the quiet pulse of love…longing for the day it might all come together again, whole and steady.
Best night ever with @spicy-ayden.bsky.social and one of our favourite bands
September 20, 2025 at 3:24 AM
Best night ever with @spicy-ayden.bsky.social and one of our favourite bands