I also want to change my entire fucking life. Today. Immediately.
Leanne Allen@leanneallen.bsky.social · last yr.Can someone just tell me to hydrate at least three tomes today. I’m feeling incredibly needy and also stuck in executive dysfunction.
Leanne Allen
@leanneallen.bsky.social
Queer disabled writer. Not always in that order. Miniaturists 78 @ Arcola Theatre and audio drama for Naked Productions and Hooley Productions.
Leanne Allen@leanneallen.bsky.social · last yr.Can someone just tell me to hydrate at least three tomes today. I’m feeling incredibly needy and also stuck in executive dysfunction.
I’m so filled with rage for the trans community, I absolutely don’t know where to put it in order to be productive. I’m going to find the best ways to be useful but if anyone has any resources or knows of any steps we can take at this point, please do share.
I just watched the Bad Influence documentary on Netflix and now I’m never going to stop worrying about that poor girl. Let me know if you watch it so we can worry together.
Saw Titanique. Being in a room full of queer people who all got to cheer together when fake Celine Dion said R*wling has turned into a terrible person soothed my little queer soul last night. I just did a little understated clap, obviously. Didn’t want to get carried away.
There’s been another terrible oversight, being that I’m not nominated for an Olivier award tonight…
I miss you so very, very much. Some days my tummy hurts from the grief. It’s like that nauseating pain you get when you’re anxious. Today is one of those days. I love you, Mummy. ❤️ Happy Mother’s Day.
Just watched Adolescence. Had a little cry. (I can only squeeze little cries out now- even when my heart is hurting in ways I can’t explain) but it’s worthy of a big cry and all of the praise and all of the hype. Completely brilliant.
Did this yesterday with my favourite person. Thank godddd for theatre. (And for Cate Blanchett).
It’s got to happen, happen sometime. Maybe this time. Maybe *this* time I’ll win.
A physio, who I hadn’t seen since before Chloe’s Ark TXd (but who I made write down the TX date in his diary) asked me if I was happy with it and I was so *thrilled* to be able to talk about it again. I don’t think he listened to it but that’s by the by.
If anyone is wondering how I deal with trauma on grief upon trauma on grief, upon trauma (etc), it’s by spending money on food. And v*brators. I don’t utilise everything at the same time. I’m not an animal.
Tell me why I’ve just woken up to see Mummy Pig announcing her pregnancy, live on Good Morning Britain??? What is happening?
My brother in law died yesterday. I’m so devastated and so steeped in grief. I don’t know why I’m telling strangers on the Internet. I suppose I tell you everything else.
It’s a bad night for ITV’s fictional soap lesbians, isn’t it?
I can feel your heartbeat through my shirt. And this was all I wanted, all I want. It’s all I want.
Gary Lightbody feels feelings the way that I feel feelings and then he makes them into the most gorgeous piece of art. I genuinely can’t articulate what happens in my brain when I hear those songs. It’s like my feelings have somewhere to sit until the song is over.
I honestly feel emotionally unprepared to see Snow Patrol tonight. Every single fantasy I have is set to their discography. You Could Be Happy played at my college as part of a dance show and I’d just got broken up with… you can imagine. Gunna try not to lose the plot.
Borrowed someone’s wife for the evening. No idea who she is… ✨Shine. I’ll stand* by you. *sit
A Cyndi Lauper gig on Valentine’s? Of course. Nobody could possibly love me better than me tonight. You can still call me mommy though.
