New year, new Jolie.
Every so often, I come to this page and make a few tweaks here and there. What fun would identity be if it didn’t change to suit the moment?
I am a transwife, a mother, a friend, a daughter, a sister. I’m an unapologetically mouth broad. I have existential crises; I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up; I worry too much and I overthink everyfuckingthing. I also may or may not have a cycling-mood disorder that falls somewhere on the bipolar spectrum but has been undiagnosed for more than 20 years. Still waiting on the final word on that.
I’m a work in progress, just like you.
You can read what other people have wanted to know about me in the Q & A. And as if that isn’t enough oversharing, for every 100 posts, I’ve written 50 random facts about myself at that moment in time:
I’m just me, with all the facets, implications, and contradictions that go into those three words. I’m sometimes funny, sometimes bitchy, occasionally evil, rarely sweet – and every once in a while, I manage to hit all four in the same post.
Well, except for the sweet. You kind of have to go digging for the sweet.
Feel free to get in touch with me via email at soulofjolie at gmail dot com. Follow me on Twitter; I’m @JolieTSOC. Ask me anything you dare on Formspring. And then there’s my Facebook, too.
I will probably even respond.
You may wish that I didn’t.
I reserve the right to delete your asshatted comments for any reason, real or interpreted, without warning or justification. It’s my fucking blog, after all.
Looking for more? Check out the joint blog, filled with gushy marital ad nauseum, at This Side of the High Speed Rodeo (which is currently a construction zone, but it’ll get better). I’m also lucky enough to guest post, at Card Carrying Lesbian, on my adventures as a transwife in an oh-so-straight world.
