The site had come to feel like a second home, but she'd always known that it was also a fishbowl; it felt like a friend's living room, but it was a sort of text-based broadcast, available in its entirety to anyone who cared to access it.
Thank you, f-list, for always being more of a friend than a list. Thank you, LJ, for giving me a place where I first felt like I'm not alone in the world, the place where I learned to love women, and learned to ask What if?
I won't be updating anymore, but I've f-locked entries for posterity. Please feel free to defriend. And if anyone wants to be added, leave a comment.