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@meladroite.bsky.social

Moody, and with good cause. Welcome to the bad parts of my brain. Bipolar 2, cptsd, endometriosis, my mom died when I was young, my dad is an asshole. Unceded Algonquin Territory. They/them.

A cousin from my dad's side of the family reached out and alarm bells immediately started going off. I haven't talked to them in nearly 15 years, so I was suuuuper suspicious. Like either someone died or she was gathering info.

Starting to clean out some stuff to reorganize the house for the 25th time (a thing i like to do), and I found what feels like a relic: one of those wallet-sized cards, this one with a poem on one side and my mom's scrawled handwriting on the other.