I'm a bear. I do bear things like say RAWR!, crochet, play video games, poop in the woods, and make friends with little woodland creatures when I'm not doing stuff on the Internet.
I need new bras that fit properly to help with my arthritis. Measuring has revealed I should be wearing a 42J. Not everyone carries that size, and they are $50+ when they are carried.
It would be really fucking childish to pitch a fit on Twitter because people don't respond to me anymore. But I'm also getting really fucking tired of talking to my goddamned self.
[gender] Just had a good cry after finally realizing why I've been terrified all my life of the bathrooms in places that have separate bathrooms for men and women.