Tag: Berlin
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ich spreche bisschen deutsch (I speak a little German)
Last month I finished my first deutschkurse with the Humboldt Institute. I feel much better about my ability to understand German in situations outside of checking out at the grocery store or apotheke which is nice. My eaves dropping skills have gained +10. I still freeze up when I need to reply in German but…
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Immigrating is hard
I feel like I’m not allowed to acknowledge or complain or be frustrated about it because I chose to yeet myself across the ocean, but it doesn’t change the fact that sometimes it really sucks. I am in what feels to be a uniquely frustrating situation and I am trying my best to figure it…
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I’m a Brompton Boi Now
Fibro has more or less relegated me to my neighborhood because going everywhere on foot or waiting for transit with heavy bags from running errands is incredibly exhausting. Transit is frequent and reliable but not particularly fast, which is fine. The first two make me happy enough, but the last one has made feeling motivated…
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Blank Slate
It occurred to me (again) that like every other move……I have a completely blank slate with which I can define myself. Which begs the question, who do I want to become here? how do I want to grow and evolve in this radically new place and context? Something I’m working through in therapy and wrestling…
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Whiplash
I have a home. I have my meds sorted. I have to pick up my testosterone script every two weeks because I don’t know how to communicate that I need two bottles a month in the correct way but, at least it’s getting filled. I’m stable. My desk is set up in a way that…
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Things I’ve Learned (and noticed) So Far
Briefmarke is the word for stamps Mailboxes are yellow Bus stops look like hospital signs (giant H in the middle of a circle) Trash cans are orange and everywhere Taking your plastic and glass bottles to the machine that gives you money back for it IS A THING. Like, people wait in line to do…