Talking to the Walls: Recent Episodes
Jules
I have an absurdly nice microphone from my late father, and too many words in my head.
I want to share what I have to say about things, but also explore and challenge myself.
description of the photos chosen for my recent IG post, 8/31/21
thank you for tuning in, truly. i don't even listen to my own podcasts so the fact that you are allowing my thoughts, feelings, and voice envelope some of your time is truly an honor. i appreciate each of you truly (which is why i ask for u to engage pls and ty, allow me to reciprocate in the ways that i can!!)
ok ta ta for now. here's to healing.
i'm really tired and i should be asleep but i'm going to post this because i recorded it and i want it somewhere. also fr fr i'll listen to my podcasts because they started before T and i think that'll be one of the serious records/ways for me to hear the changes in my like voice. idk trans-ness is interesting and wild and i wanna talk about the experiences we have with people geezus. ok thanks for tuning in hope ur doing the best u can be see u later.
literally all it takes is one person to tell me to keep recording these and it'll happen. TW: CPS
Learning to enjoy the sound of my own voice again. Getting more comfortable existing. Oversharing as always.
Ya boi realized they've BEEN trans since they wanted their tiddies gone, they just felt like being trans was betraying the divine feminine and thought they could find a way to live in the skin they were given.
No real way to summarize what I speak on, but highlights and the main theme is my dad and my relationship to having a body. (And of course everything that happens in between)
I record sporadically and will probably forget I have this again. But for now, here's another fun tangential experience.
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I had a podcast once upon a time and completely forgot about it. Now that I am getting my life together that means working on the projects I keep procrastinating, even though they bring me joy and are incredibly cathartic/therapeutic.