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Category: WTAF

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on Chosen Family/on Co-Parenting/WTAF

adventures in a chosen family, part two: things fall apart

Posted on 27 February 2023

Things fall apart, and in those moments, I think it’s the people you trust that make the chaos bearable.

black lives matter
on Rage/the Pandemic/WTAF

january 6th journal

Posted on 6 January 2021

WHAT EVEN. If you were on Twitter today, you may have noticed that it was a fucking nightmare for most of the afternoon and that only because they were WHITE PE...

the Pandemic/WTAF

permanent, intolerable uncertainty

Posted on 14 September 2020

Saturday was my last class session and I am now an INELDA-trained death doula. Earlier this evening I officially put my listing up on their site, which is moder...

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Nix Kelley

about me: who is Nix?

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CURRENTLY READING:

I am on StoryGraph tracking my reading and the reading challenges I've joined. You can go to my StoryGraph profile if you want to see what kind of reading I'm doing right now.

CURRENTLY WATCHING:

I am using MyDramaList now! Here's my MDL profile and my MDL watchlists. I recommend looking at my 2025 watchlist to see what I've watched already and what's on my massive personal wishlist for the year.


HOUSE WAYRETH:

I live in a chosen family that we collectively call House Wayreth. We have a Substack, an Instagram account that I have temporarily forgot how to log into, and a Facebook page.

You can read stuff that some of us write: Ash's writing is temporarily on hiatus for public consumption, but they are on Bluesky. Rob posts semi-regularly on faer website. StarChild posts semi-regularly on their website. And I post here and am occasionally on Threads.

It is our suffering that brings us together. It is not love. Love does not obey the mind, and turns to hate when forced. The bond that binds us is beyond choice. We are brothers. We are brothers in what we share. In pain, which each of us must suffer alone, in hunger, in poverty, in hope, we know our brotherhood. We know it, because we have had to learn it. We know that there is no help for us but from one another, that no hand will save us if we do not reach out our hand. And the hand that you reach out is empty, as mine is. You have nothing. You possess nothing. You own nothing. You are free. All you have is what you are, and what you give.

-- excerpt from The Dispossessed: an Ambiguous Utopia by Ursula K. LeGuin

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