Fox and Wolf: Four Years Later

I take a break from reading fanfiction of a pairing I hate in order to contemplate that it is four years later. In a few short weeks it will be four years later.

In 2022, it will be five.

Four years later, half a decade.

I graduated college.

I survived a half decade of online stalking and harassment.

I got a job.

And I survived going from having a home to sleeping on the couches of two kind strangers.

I built a family. And I lost it.

I figured out how to be plural and love it, without the dysfunction of dissociation from DID.

I joined another family.

I have loved ones. Coyote is still dating me, somehow. Liz knows me like no one else on the planet. A third person I can’t name, a companion and friend who connects in a way I didn’t ever think I would again.

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I’ve been to Australia, I’ve been to New York.

I have a wife, and she is the most beautiful woman in the world.

I’ve transitioned. I’m getting GCS in a few years.

I gave a speech about being a werefox, and I got paid for it.

I’m an engineer.

I’m working towards becoming a software engineer, my dream.

I am literal years, thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands of seconds away from four years ago.

I have no way of knowing what the future holds, but for once.

I’m hopeful it’s going to go my way.

And more importantly, I feel confident that I can navigate it.

I feel in control of my own life.

I hold Savannah tight.