Loves London & the strangeness of life. SocFem. Lesbian, NOT Queer. Can’t bear snobs. Lost the love of my life, my partner of 26 yrs to lung cancer in 2021.
Time to say again that I don’t want or need to get a dog/cat/any type of pet. I’m not in a strong enough emotional or physical state to take on the responsibility of caring for another living creature. And the thought of a pet getting ill and dying would kill me.
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I woke up this morning and really thought that I couldn’t face cooking a Christmas dinner just for me. It seemed far too sad. But I’d defrosted stuff, so thought it would be best to at least try. Well, I think I did myself proud and my darling would be so proud of me too.
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What a day today has been. The gardeners arrived early this morning to do the 2 hrs free garden work that I won in an online competition. Two very polite & personable young men who listened and took note of what I needed them to do. They worked…
it all. Such a weight off my shoulders. So I sat out there this afternoon, watching & listening to the swifts and enjoying the sunshine. When I came inside a tiny white feather had attached itself to my t-shirt. She’s definitely still looking out for me. Oh how I love her.
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Today is the anniversary of my Mum’s death from MS in 1990 at the age of 61. She died on the morning of my Sister’s 26th birthday. A few years later my Sister was also diagnosed with MS and died in 2017. Not a good day for me.
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I still send birthday cards through the post to friends/family because I really believe that it’s a lovely thing to find a handwritten card on the doormat from someone who cares enough to think of you. I know stamps are expensive now, but for me it’s worth it. Am I alone in this?
Tomorrow I will not be going to London Pride, because as a lesbian I’d no longer feel welcome or safe. I really never thought I’d see the day when I’d have to say that. Sad times, eh? 🌈
Us in happier times. Even though she has gone from this world, I want her still to be seen. She fought in one way or another all her life for our rights.
#LesbianVisibiltyWeek
…anything! One of them said that he reckoned that she’d ‘sorted it out’ somehow and also today’s glorious weather. What a lovely thing for a young man to say. I totally agree with him. Anyway, I’m thrilled with what they did. I now have an idea of where to start redesigning…
#WhenICameOut
it was to my Dad. 1985. Arranged to meet him in a pub. Told him I had something to tell him. So I told him I was a lesbian. He took a glug of his pint, put it down, looked at me & said “Thank fuck for that. I thought you were going to tell me you had cancer.” ❤️💕
I miss her more than I can adequately express. Everything about her. Her smile, her strong arms around me, her kiss, her touch, her love & her care for me. Her laugh, her voice, her wonderfully kind presence. Bloody hell this is so hard.
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2 yrs ago just after 11am my darling took her last breath & left this world. My soulmate, my lover, my best friend, the love of my life. I’d been with her since 8am and held her hand and arm until she became cold. All physical life gone and my world imploded.
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I miss that face. I miss that smile. I miss her voice, her laugh. I miss her arms around me, her kiss. I miss absolutely everything about her. We had a wonderful life and future.
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#fuckcancer
tirelessly and very efficiently for the whole 2 hrs. Brought their own tools & cleared up afterwards. They asked me how I’d heard of the service so I told them about the competition & how I’ve been struggling with the garden since my darling died. Also that I never win…
3 yrs ago today my darling phoned from her hospital bed to say that despite visiting restrictions the doctors had said that I could go in. It didn’t even cross my mind until I got to the ward that this was strange. As soon as I saw her face I knew something was very wrong. 1/2
Today, the 28th October marks 2 and a half years since my darling died. 2 and a half years since I last kissed her. 2 and a half years since I held her hand as she took her last breath and it very quickly went as cold as ice. It seems like yesterday.
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Nothing to do with police but still relevant I think. 6 yrs ago (I was 57) in a very packed pub in Central London a complete stranger (male) lifted my t-shirt up and grabbed my breasts. His mates laughed. No one helped me. I poured my pint over his head. Guess who got thrown out?
I spoke with a friend on the phone today. Her granddaughter is 14 and has said to her that she really thinks she’s a lesbian, but is scared to tell her friends as most of them are identying as ‘trans’. Also scared to tell her parents as they’re also ‘captured’. Wtf is happening?
Today my life partner of 25 yrs died from lung cancer. I was with her & it was wonderfully peaceful. My funny, intelligent, principled & very loving woman has gone. My soulmate. May her beautiful soul carry on the fightback for women’s rights from the cosmos.
#IStandWithMaya
Izzard is a man. He wears what he sees as ‘women’s’ clothes & silicone breasts as & when he chooses. He’s not, in my knowledge taking measures to medically transition. Ergo, he’s a transvestite (something he’s said for years) & not a transsexual. The ‘trans umbrella’ is absurd.
Let’s talk Billy Bragg.
Me in a queue for overpriced falafel at a folk festival. Just got to the front after 30 minutes.
BB pushes in front of me, I say “Oi!” and he says the immortal words, “Do you know who I am? I’m on stage soon and need to eat.”
Me: “Fuck off!”
He didn’t 😡
Well, it’s been an enlightening evening on here. I’d no idea how many people dislike my posts about my
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& my life without my darling. But d’you know what? I shall continue with them as it helps me & hopefully others. To those who don’t like it, scroll on or mute me. Simple.
Today marks 21 months since my darling died. She asked me to promise her that I would go on to live a good life for both of us. I told her I would. And I will. However ‘dark’ things get, I will never actively do anything to break that promise. It means too much to me.
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Later today I will be finally clearing our allotment shed in preparation for giving up our plot. A very good friend will be helping me. It will be such an emotionally difficult thing to do. My darling rebuilt & refurbished it. It was her pride & joy. I’m already crying.
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And then she held my hands and told me the news that would blow our world apart. Diagnosis - Stage 4 terminal lung cancer. Prognosis - 2 months maybe a little longer if chemo was possible. We held each other and cried. Fierce hugs and visceral tears. It feels like yesterday. 2/2
I will be eternally grateful that this wonderful woman with the sunniest smile, the kindest heart and the truest principles gave me her love. Our 26 years together were wondrous. Full of love and laughter, despite life’s ups and downs.
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My partner died at the end of April. It’s now June. I haven’t changed the bedding on our bed yet. Dreading it as I can still feel/smell her there. Is this ‘normal’?
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3 yrs ago today I held my darling’s hand & kept telling her how much I loved her as she took her last breath and died peacefully & thankfully pain free. I kept holding her until she went cold. As cold as ice. I knew then that my world & my life had changed irrevocably.
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On this
#IWD2022
I honour my darling butch lesbian partner who helped so many people during her lifetime. She supported schoolmates, people struggling to come to terms with their sexuality, co-workers suffering workplace bullying, and always fought hard for women’s rights.
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I know exactly why I’m having such a bad time with
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currently. The 3rd anniversary of my darling’s hospitalisation, terminal diagnosis and subsequent death, all within 4 weeks, is fast approaching. It gets me like this every year. I miss her so much it’s indescribable.
Earlier I drove to the supermarket that we used & did a ‘proper’ shop for the first time in over two years. It might seem like such a small thing, but up until today it’s been so hard to be in there for longer than a few minutes. Too many memories. Today I finally did it!
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I had a ring made of white gold & glass with some of my darling’s ashes in it. Some people thought it was weird and morbid. I think it’s precious and I kiss it every day.
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I did it! Tree is up & twinkling. The first time in 26 years that my darling and I haven’t done this together. I spoke to her throughout. Cried, laughed, smiled. It was hard, but her warmth and love drowned out my sadness. So very glad I did this. She is here in my heart.
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As a lesbian, I send my heartfelt thanks to Kate Harris & Bev Jackson for their strength & courage at the tribunal hearing. I know that my darling late partner will be sending hers too (along with deafening applause!) from wherever her spirit is residing.
#IStandWithLGBAlliance
This afternoon I answered a knock at the door. A woman and a man outside.
Woman: Good afternoon. You look tired. Would you like to let Jesus into your life? His powerful love will make your life better.
Man: *nothing
Me: Only if he can put up some shelves for me.
They left.
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Am raising a glass to
#DaveMyers
, who I never met, but like so many of us, just know that he was a genuinely lovely person and taken way too soon by the thief that is cancer. My heart goes out to his wife, their children, to Si & everyone else who loved him. Journey well, Dave 💕
Someone in RL (not a friend) said to me today that she thought that I was “overthinking this grief thing” and “should just get on with my life”.
Needless to say, I won’t be talking to her again.
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Both my Mum and my Sister died from primary progressive MS. Both of them would have been disgusted by your treatment of Fran. Shame on you. Disgusting behaviour.
Next door’s 5 yr old little girl just came round with her Dad to give me 2 of the Christmas cookies that she made this afternoon with him. She presented them proudly with a big grin and a very loud “Merry Christmas!” So lovely!
The tree is up. Very hard emotionally, but I spoke to my darling throughout as I’d always do when we dressed the tree together every year. Such memories.🎄⭐️❤️💔
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My darling partner passed away on 28th April from lung cancer. Just 4 weeks from diagnosis to death. She was my soulmate and we gardened together, both in the garden and at the allotment. I’m devastated.
#GardensHour
@JocastaMoney
As a 64 year old lesbian I have never seen anything like this in my life. Yes, me, my late partner, and many lesbian friends have been spat at, punched, and verbally abused many times over the years, but this is chilling and terrifying. I am so sad. And angry.
I was thinking today that so many of the people that have stepped up for me since my darling died are not the ones that I expected to. And very many of those who’ve ‘disappeared’ were the ones I thought would stick with me.
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has certainly taught me a lot.
Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m getting very strong vibes that the new “Men can be lesbians” is exactly the same as the old “All you need is the right dick”?
#LesbianPride
#LesbianVisibility
Me on my Nan’s lap. The year I was born - 1958
My beautiful Mum back right. My Aunt Jasmine and cousin Caroline (who I’m still in touch with) on the left. Happy 65th birthday to me!
There are so many of us recent widows and widowers sitting around tonight on the run up to Christmas still wondering “how the hell did this happen?” Our loves taken from us and our lives torn asunder. Sending solidarity. 💔
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Out and about earlier with that
@bindelj
Great company, delicious food whilst putting the world to rights!
(And despite how awful I look in this pic, I can confirm that I had a very lovely time! 💕)
This was the ‘living wreath’ that I’d asked two of our allotment friends to put together for me to put on the top of the coffin as my tribute. It was made up of small pots of different herbs that people could take home at the end of the funeral, each with a…1/2
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Such a strange thing to be ‘planning’ the first Christmas in my entire life where I’ll be spending it on my own. My choice. No meal plans, no gifts under the tree. Actually no real plan. But that’s ok, I’ll just go with the flow of my feelings. Life and death are weird.
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Diagnosis: Stage 4 terminal
Prognosis: 2 months
Three years today since we heard those words
And our world imploded
Fierce hugs, visceral tears
We needed more time to go adventuring together
To grow old together
To hold on tight to life
But cancer would steal you away
#LossLit
Ok, let’s get this straight. I think Julia Long is a very important voice in feminism. I like her. But sometimes I don’t agree with things she says or does and will criticise accordingly. This should be fine. Apparently these days it isn’t. How did we get to this?
To my fellow widows (& widowers) I can honestly say that after almost 2yrs & 3months since my darling died, it is definitely getting easier to deal with everyday things going wrong on my own. Not easy, just easier. If it can happen for me, it can happen for you.
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Have just driven to the supermarket where we used to do our ‘big shop’, for the first time since my darling died. I’ve been putting it off for so long. It was incredibly sad and difficult, so I didn’t do the full shop, but I went there. She’d be so proud of me.
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I’ve done the hoovering and dusting. Sitting here feeling so desperately sad that my darling isn’t here. We’d most likely be chatting, sharing a pot of tea and still oohing & ahhing at the Christmas tree. Cosy and close. Instead it’s just me, feeling tired and empty.
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Trying to pull myself out of a very dark day. 6 months today since my darling partner died. We were hoping for at least another 10-15 yrs together. To travel, have some more adventures. To live and to love. But it wasn’t to be. She was only 66. Cancer is so cruel.
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Every so often I post this because it really does seem to help people who haven’t lost their life partner/spouse/soulmate understand how life shattering their death can be to those of us left behind.
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A Suffragette ribbon on a fence is seen as somehow hateful and a photo of it on social media can lead to a charge of a criminal offence. What strange and dangerous times we are living in.
#IStandWithMarionMillar
#WomenWontWheesht
I went to the corner shop earlier to get some milk. Woman coming out of shop after me ripped my mask off and called me a “stupid cunt”. I gave her ‘the look’ and walked away. Complete stranger. Shook me up a bit to be honest. But hey, I have other stuff to deal with.
Serious question. Why do so many women still feel that they need to wear make-up before they ‘face’ the world? Not ‘want to’, ‘need to’. I’m not looking for an argument, just interested in women’s take on this.
I’m sorry if my tweets over this festive season are so bloody depressing. It’s just where I am. Desperately trying to bring to mind happy memories and failing dismally. If you know, you know.
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Anyone who thinks that one should ‘be moving on’, ‘be feeling better’, ‘getting on with life’, etc. after any amount of time following the death of your life partner, really doesn’t understand the enormity of that loss. And I truly hope they never do.
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I miss her so so very much. To think that we’ll never have evenings like this one again breaks my heart into a million pieces. That look of love. That warmth. That certainty. My love, my best friend, my soulmate.
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'I don't believe anyone was born in the wrong body - I think it's a really harmful thing to teach children'
LGB Alliance co-founder Bev Jackson says gender identity is 'confusing people' and is causing harm to the LGBT community.
@neilhimself
I gave a book of yours to a charity shop. It had a scrap of paper in it with my email address that I hadn’t noticed. The buyer emailed me to thank me, for a wonderful read. How perfect is that?
Hi all. I lost my darling partner to lung cancer in 2021. This second Christmas without her is even harder than last year’s. Struggling to find any enjoyment in anything here on my own.
#JoinIn
Tomorrow is the 2nd anniversary of my darling’s death. I have nothing planned, on purpose, and may well spend most of the day in bed. I’ll see how I feel when I wake in the morning.
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Tonight I’m very tired after the gardening, but for the first time in many months, pleasantly so. The weight of winter is over, the birds were singing their hearts out and I’m seeing just a tiny glint of light in my life. This might all change tomorrow, but there’s hope.
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Feeling very lost & alone this evening. Everyone I know locally is either sick, out and about doing festive things or have gone away. I’m ok & wouldn’t want to be out gallivanting, or in company. I know & appreciate that life goes on. I just wish my darling was still here.
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One of the most moving things that have come out of this is when my lovely neighbours told their 4 yr old dtr about my partner dying. The next day she called to me in the garden.
Child: Has M gone off on a cloud?
Me: Yes
Child: Are you very sad?
Me: Yes
Child: I’m sorry
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Today I received Christmas gifts from my darling’s brother & his wife and from one of their grownup children and his young family. Right from the moment when my M died they all told me that I was family. I feel blessed and warmly ‘fuzzy’. Love lives on. 💕💔
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She was the love of my life. My soulmate. My partner for 26 years. My everything. This life without her is so very hard. But I promised her that I’d live a good life for both of us. Wish me luck.
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As planned, today on the 2yr anniversary of my darling’s funeral, I picked the car up from the garage & brought it safely home. Then sat in it for ages in tears. I miss her with every fibre of my being & the heartache has been excruciatingly painful. Our love is forever.
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The rose we planted together a couple of years ago. This is the first bloom of this season, looking so beautiful in the last of the day’s sunlight. Posting this evening in honour of my darling.
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Today is
#WorldCancerDay
Cancer took my darling at the end of April 2021 just 1 year after she retired, following 50 years of working in public service. We were looking forward to having ‘adventures’ & growing old together. She was 66. I miss her every minute of every day.
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Ok. I’m in a very bad place. Haven’t eaten properly for days, or showered, or changed my clothes. The car battery is flat. The house is a mess. This is the absolute pits of
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Just had a meeting with a good friend from the allotment committee of which my darling was Secretary for many years. There is going to be a memorial cup in honour of her at the annual produce show for ‘best carrots’. She won ‘best in show’ for her 🥕🥕🥕 in 2019. So proud.
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An awful day. It’s 2 yrs 4 months since my darling died. Just couldn’t face the day, so stayed in bed until late afternoon. Got nothing at all done. Am trying to tell myself that there will be times like this & I shouldn’t beat myself up for it. Do others experience this?
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My wonderful neighbour mowed my lawn this afternoon. The grass was SO long, but his mower worked miracles! I can now strim it without any problems. Another weight off my mind. These little things mean so much.
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